#WednesdayWalk —Long Distance Healing

I stood in the other room with my fellow servant so our friend could not hear us. “How long has he been paralyzed like this?” I asked…

Prayer Journey — Praise for Medical Professionals

Today I am grateful for doctors, nurses and so many others who bring healing to people. I am thankful for the doctor who operated on me last week and all the medical professionals who assisted with the surgery. I thank you dear Lord for giving them the ability to care for people and their ailments. […]

#WednesdayWalk — Leaping for Joy

I stood in awe as I watched my friend stand, then walk with the two men into the temple courts. I followed them, watching my formerly lame friend walking and jumping, and praising God. I was filled with wonder and amazement at what had happened to him.

#WednesdayWalk — An Ear to Hear

The world can remove our ability to hear the Word of God. Yet the healing touch of Jesus can restore our hearing and open our eyes to the Son of God.

Wounds healing Wounds

Jesus’ death on the cross made it possible for us to die to sin by believing in Him. His wounds made it possible to heal us. His death brought life. His wounds brought healing…

A Healing Touch for Others

#PrayerJourney
I think today of so many who need your healing touch dear Lord. They are suffering and broken, yet they do not reach out to you…

#WednesdayWalk —Leftover Emptiness Inside

Explore what it might have been like to be present when Jesus fed the 5,000. This post is from the perspective of a man who was there, based on John 6:1-15.

Broken

I extend my hand, my finger toward you. Just a touch of the fringe of your cloak is all I need. Only you can bring wholeness; only you can piece together the brokenness.

Prayer Journey — Forgiveness

The word forgiveness forms on my lips. It seems plausible, but the pain, the hurt remain. Then you tell me you can help heal the emotional pain, the unseen, lingering wounds.

Learning About God’s Love from an Unbeliever

During each visit she would share stories about her life over the last 80 some years. As her tough exterior veneer began to peel back, I learned about the pain and abuse she had suffered at the hands of others. I began to understand why she was so bitter and angry, I started to empathize with her.