Testimonies of Healing
WHEN MY HUSBAND and I were living in Holland with our two young children, our daughter, Kenzie, who was about one and a half years old, fell down a steep flight of stairs one evening and landed on a marble tile floor. I immediately scooped her up to comfort her.
One of my daughters experienced a significant hearing loss when she was a young child. Because of her poor hearing, she couldn't speak clearly, and her preschool teacher recommended that if things didn't improve by the time she started kindergarten, that she be put in a class for hearing-impaired children.
After offering to host an open house for a family friend, I quickly began feeling the stress of too much to do. I haven't done a lot of entertaining and was concerned about my abilities as a hostess—not to mention the shortage of prep time.
I was enjoying a motorcycle ride at dusk along a rural two-lane highway, when two full-sized whitetail deer suddenly appeared in front of me, running full speed from a cornfield onto the road. The second animal struck the left side of my body, hitting me solidly in my shoulder, neck, and head.
I was suddenly forced to drop everything in my well-ordered life. I'd begun to experience a debilitating internal condition, and it was affecting my legs, stomach, and bowels.
When I woke up one morning last April and discovered that I had almost no strength in the main quadriceps muscle in my right leg, my first thought was that I'd had a stroke. It was difficult to stand or walk, and it was especially challenging to negotiate stairs.
I AM 93 YEARS OLD, and I live alone. Last spring, I fell in the bathroom of my apartment and was unable to get up.
I HAD TRAVELED 500 MILES to San Diego to visit my best friend from high school. The first night I was there, we were robbed as we left a restaurant.
ONE OF MY EYES had become quite sensitive to light and very painful to move, and it had reached the point where I was unable to read, watch television, or drive. I tried wearing a patch to shield the eye from light and to prevent movement, but it didn't help much.
I experienced chest pains periodically when I was in college. Not only was the condition painful, but it limited my physical activities.