Do You Want God To Heal You?
Wednesday, September 16th, 2009
I got sick last week. Twice.
I bet one reason was so I could write about healing today. (I’m getting worried. Everything is so personal with me. What if I write about exorcism?)
Last Thursday, after eating my breakfast, I felt an ache in my stomach.
It was my usual breakfast: A tall glass of carrot juice with apples thrown in. Plus two bananas. Or some other fruit. Been eating this way for years.
So I didn’t know why I had the sore tummy.
As the searing pain continued, I took a shower, got dressed, and rode the car. I figured the pain would disappear.
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I got sick last week. Twice.
I bet one reason was so I could write about healing today. (I’m getting worried. Everything is so personal with me. What if I write about exorcism?)
Last Thursday, after eating my breakfast, I felt an ache in my stomach.
It was my usual breakfast: A tall glass of carrot juice with apples thrown in. Plus two bananas. Or some other fruit. Been eating this way for years.
So I didn’t know why I had the sore tummy.
As the searing pain continued, I took a shower, got dressed, and rode the car. I figured the pain would disappear.
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Tuesday, August 11th, 2009
This happened some twenty years ago.
One day, I discovered I only had P9,000 left in my savings, tucked safely in my desk drawer. Aside from that, I had P700 in my wallet. That was it. My entire net worth. The total sum of my wealth! I was the poorest “Chairman of the Board” this universe has ever known. (I was Chairman of two ministry organizations.)
At about nine that morning, a friend called up and told me that her daughter was in the hospital, and that she needed P9,000, pronto!
I wanted to ask her, “Are you sure it’s not P9,700?”
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This happened some twenty years ago.
One day, I discovered I only had P9,000 left in my savings, tucked safely in my desk drawer. Aside from that, I had P700 in my wallet. That was it. My entire net worth. The total sum of my wealth! I was the poorest “Chairman of the Board” this universe has ever known. (I was Chairman of two ministry organizations.)
At about nine that morning, a friend called up and told me that her daughter was in the hospital, and that she needed P9,000, pronto!
I wanted to ask her, “Are you sure it’s not P9,700?”
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