Proof The Bible Is True

I could feel her staring at me, the woman sitting next to me in the waiting area. Do I know her? I wondered. This is getting uncomfortable. I glanced over. Like me, she was getting tests done. X-rays, blood, whatever. “Have we met before?” I asked.

 

“No,” she said, and paused. “I’m actually very shy. I’ve never done this before. But God is telling me to pray a healing prayer for you.”

 

I must really look sick for some random stranger to want to pray for me, I thought. Or maybe this woman just went around to different hospitals praying for sick people. Maybe she was just crazy. I almost hoped so. I felt myself edge away from her. “Are you sure he meant me?” I asked.

 

She nodded.

 

“Sure, go ahead and say a prayer,” I said. It couldn’t hurt and at least then she’d leave me alone.

 

The woman reached out and put her right hand on my left shoulder. “God, please be with this man and give him the healing he needs.”

 

She pulled her hand away. “Thanks,” I said, trying to sound sincere. The fact was I didn’t feel a bit different. Still angry, still confused, still frightened.

 

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