Flu symptoms disappear

One of the first things I learned as a child in Sunday School was not to believe in luck. Every good thing happens for a reason. Without this important lesson, I might have attributed the following incident to good luck, instead of answered prayer.

When I was in college, I came down with severe flu symptoms one Wednesday on the eve of a big test. After spending all day dozing in bed, I prayed about whether I should make the effort to attend a church service, or just go back to sleep. My body wanted to sleep, but my prayers seemed to point toward church, so I reluctantly got dressed and trudged the mile from the dorm to the church, feeling feverish.

As always, the meeting included a time for those present to share healing experiences. What could I possibly be thankful for? I'd barely stayed awake. But the inner voice, which had nudged me to attend, nudged me again to stand up and voice gratitude. With little enthusiasm, I stood up and said I was grateful that even though prayer had not yet healed me, I knew God's will for me was health, because the Bible says God is love, and nothing can change His will.

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Testimony of Healing
Healed of tuberculosis
December 2, 2002

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