Leg and knee healed

The Monday before Christmas about two years ago, my daughter and I planned to go shopping. I was rushing down the stairs, when the heel of my shoe caught on the edge of one of the top stairs, and I tumbled head over heels down the entire 16 steps. When I finally hit bottom, my right leg and knee hurt terribly. 

I started to panic, fearing a broken bone or damaged knee. My daughter ran to me and talked in a calm voice, telling me I was OK over and over. My husband rushed in from the garage and started affirming God’s presence and power immediately. He carried me upstairs and helped me into bed. 

The thoughts that first came to mind were all about injury and pain. I consciously refuted each one with any spiritual truth that I knew—and some were very simple. One in particular my daughter had brought home from Sunday School years ago: “God, good, governs, guards, and guides.” I finally was able to fall asleep, and I slept off and on through the night and the next day.

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Still Fresh and Healing Today
The demands of the prayer that heals
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