my thoughts about the Muslim man whose ankle was healed
I know Isaac has already posted the testimony, but I wanted to add a few things about that night and what we saw happen. I was personally in a bad way that night - my neck was killing me as I had woken up that morning with a stiff neck. I was simply not headed out to demonstrate the Kingdom and try to obey Matthew 10 - 'heal the sick'. I was staying in. By the time Ravished and Isaac had gotten to my house, I was feeling well enough to at least be a "warm body" as they headed out. I fully didn't expect to be that much of an initiator and/or participator in the evenings' festivities. What I learned yet again, when that Muslim man told us about his painful, sprained ankle, is that God is never tired, He is never sidelined by a stiff neck and most importantly, when we extend our hands in His Name, HE SHOWS UP!! Our friend was shocked at the way he went from a painful sprain to 90% pain-free. I was shocked at how God still used me on a night when I wanted to