Testimony of Healing March 1, 2004 Issue

Knife wound healed

Diane Ford

One afternoon about a month ago, I was in the kitchen baking some biscuits. The recipe required me to use 50 grams [nearly two ounces] of butter. Earlier I'd taken a packet of butter from the freezer. It was very firm. As I wanted to use the butter right away, I got out a sharp carving knife to slice off the required amount.

I had quite a difficult time with it—the knife kept jamming in the frozen butter. After I'd made several unsuccessful attempts, I decided to hold the knife a different way. Instead of cutting through the butter, the knife cut deeply into the heel of my hand. Instantly I felt intense pain, and when I looked down at my hand, I saw there was a long gash in it. I was shocked at the sight. I immediately covered over the wound.

My son, who saw the wound, said that it would need stitches. Immediately I left the kitchen and went to my bedroom to pray. Although my need was urgent, this was how I wanted to handle it. Sitting down on the bed, I said, "Please, dear FatherMother God, I need Your help. Tell me the thoughts that I need to know right now. I am afraid and in pain." Right away this comforting thought came to me: "The substance of your real identity is spiritual, not material. You are the child of God."

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