Ode to Healing

Today, I went to the manifest service in a place in Collingwood. Speaking of which, before going to the service, we went down to a park which was built alongside side the mysterious Yarra River. My brother took this picture of me with my mum's pix phone, and when I went to open it, it looked as if the background was painted. I sent it straight to email, and it's completely devoid of any photo rendering whatsoever. Oh what an effect! But seriously ... I could swear that the trees were real, but I don't swear, so you'll have to take my word.

The service was quite awesome. They did this rock/australian bongo rendition of "All who are thirsty" of which I personally thought was quite nice to listen to. But the great part of the service was the healing that was done after this woman, of which I should've paid attention to remembering her name, spoke. She was talking about the authority of the word and that ... just as Jordan was explaining in the reply on his blog only the day before... (paraphrasing in very loose terms)"if you believe in the authority of the word, which says that you have the authority to heal, then it'll happen ... " And so I went with Stephen, and he walked to the front before I did and I stood there praying, and taking in the message then followed afterwards. We were just standing around for awhile, and then this man came along and asked if he wanted to be prayed for and Stephen explained that he wanted healing for the scars on his hand and his neck problem.

The man starting praying for us, and for awhile Stephen was smiling and not quite connected and once he almost laughed, but all of sudden, as we laid hands on him, believing that God will work through us and heal him, he went silent and his face was completely immerse in prayer. And for those who know Stephen, he is rarely still and serious ... but for ages, his stance was still and this face deep and reflecting and his eyes closed in prayer and I knew that he felt something was changing in him. Afterwards, he told me how he felt something happening where his neck problem was, and also how it feels much better. But the amazing thing is, the scars on his hand of which had been ailing him since he was young disappeared. Now that was quite a miracle.

I just stood there flabberglasted.

But wow! the power of the God.

It takes a lot of faith. The woman said that you can go to all the church meetings and participate in all the events, but with no faith, it means nothing and adheres to nothing. For faith moves mountains :)