At the time of this healing, my wife and I were raising three children and had experienced many instances of healing through prayer for ourselves and our children.
One Sunday morning at the end of our church service, I went down to the Sunday School, which was located in the basement of the church, to pick up our children. There was a lot of excitement around a window well, which a mouse had fallen into. While the children were watching the mouse, a dear church member slid up the window sash and the metal-framed storm window in an effort to free the mouse. Our two-year-old daughter had her hand on the window sill when the storm window unexpectedly dropped down, and her finger was almost severed. My wife was working and was not with us at the time this happened.
I grabbed a towel, wrapped our daughter’s finger, got everyone in the car, and starting driving. I felt a huge burden of responsibility as I drove, wanting to know what was the best thing to do for my child. She was crying loudly and it was hard to think.
