Health and wholeness replace fever

During the summer of 2000, our neighbor's son, an M.D., dropped in to visit. When he looked at me, he said he felt I might be being affected by "old Guadalcanal malaria"—or, as he suspected, by pneumonia.

I had felt feverish, especially at night. But the thought that I might have one of these diseases never occurred to me. I had a general, constant confidence in the power and presence of God in my life. But I realized that this did not relieve me from the need to pray specifically about illness when the need arose.

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