France
Jehovah Rapha & Healing Sweet Lindsay.
Sweet Lindsay came early into this world after I fell while running to the train in Paris. Two days later, I met the doctor who told me to go to the hospital. Through much prayer and a five-day hospital stay, sweet Lindsay stayed warm in the womb for a few more weeks. What an amazing little bundle she was that August morning when I saw her sandy hair and azur blues looking at me for the first time.
So small, yet lively from the beginning, and as she grew, the challenges would come. Sleeping, eating, sicknesses, living in Europe, and then moving to Africa gave us pause as sweet Lindsay was in the middle of all the action. Jehovah God was always at our side even if we didn’t see Him.
We knew He would never leave us nor forsake us.
One day, when sweet Lindsay was just a toddler, she lost her appetite and had a little cold. She quickly got worse, and I took her once again to see the doctor. She was diagnosed with cystic fibrosis after many tests. Again, we called for a prayer chain of believers to pray as the prognosis was not good. My sweet Lindsay was in Jehovah Rapha’s hands.
The next month, we returned to the specialist after three weeks of nebulizer treatments and antibiotics. The x-ray doctor took Lindsay to check her lungs. He called me back to show me something.
“Uh, ma’am, I don’t understand the change, this is your daughter Lindsay, correct?” “Yes, sir, and if I understand you correctly, you are saying her lungs are clear. God has healed my sweet Lindsay.
Jo Ellen
United States of America
I suffered from panic attacks since I was a child due to trauma. While pregnant and after giving birth, these attacks became worse due to elevated hormones or a misfiring of serotonin, creating a chemical imbalance.
I had just given birth to one of my children and was staying at my brother and sister-in-law’s home without my husband. I had two toddlers and a newborn and felt very alone. During this stay, I had a series of attacks, and I felt like I could not take life any longer. I pleaded with God to please speak to me and help me. After I cried out to Him, I opened my bible. When I opened it, it fell to the scripture, Isaiah 43:1-2.
“But now this is what the Lord says – He who created you (Kimberly), He who formed you (Kimberly), do not fear, for I have redeemed you. I have summoned you by name. You are mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you, and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned, and the flame will not set you ablaze. He said, for I am the Lord your God, the Holy One of Israel, your (Kimberly) Savior.” God spoke loud and clear to me that night and told me not to fear. I am not alone! My journey of healing began!
Kimberly
South Africa
My bonus dad, Pappie was dying. He had a brain tumor, was unconscious, rail-thin and at the end of life. There was no God in our family and yet my Mom prayed. Sitting beside him, she said, “God, if you’re there, I will search for you and follow You till the day I die.”
In that moment, he woke up, and the healing process began. I remember him coming home, unable to walk, learning to move, eat, and work all over again. My mom kept her promise – she lived for and searched about, with and for God, till she passed away in her 60s. I would see her up in the wee hours talking away with God in the garden, her restless soul arguing or laughing – doing real life with Him. I went into life never doubting God existed.
Emra
