Hi Life. Is that your eyeball? Anyway. Back many moons ago, when I was about 17, I had really bad stomach problems. I had attempted suicide a few years earlier by walking in front of a car. I had really bad anxiety and depression from repeated abuse. I had been taken to the doctor to treat my stomach. I couldn't eat more than a couple of bites, then I would be sick. I only weighed about 110lbs. and was losing more weight fast. After tests, the doctor said my stomach was very inflamed and said what he saw in me was usually what he would see in overworked/stressed men 3x my age and asked what was wrong with me(psychologically). How was I to tell him my mother had me molested by her sick boyfriend with her standing right there? So I said nothing. I was prescribed meds and sent home.That's amazing! Can you tell me more? What was the ailment?
My stomach was really unstable for the next year with bouts of nausea off and on. No real weight gain.
A REAL Christian mentioned to my mom an evangelist was coming to town.(Corpus Christi) and would we like to go see him.
It was Joe Donato, a former Mafia bookie and murderer saved by the Lord in a miraculous manner. As Joe spoke of the wonders of the Lord.....I was fascinated. He spoke of the Mafia and Hollywood and how intertwined they were. He spoke of all that fame and fortune and yet how very miserable they all were.
After saying all he did, he then said there would be a healing service. Now mind you, we are all in this Catholic Church(proper and such) and this guy says we're gonna have a healing service. I sat bolt upright and thought to myself punk of a self "yeah......right" "this outta be good" and looked around to watch the show. People began to form a line as Joe instructed. Joe prayed for people one at a time. He then stopped looked out into the gymnasium bleachers(it was a Catholic school) and said "someone here has a stomach problem" he looked around the crowd and I did too. Our eyes met. My cynicism turn instantly to out-right fear. He looked right at me....right through me. He said "the Lord has shown me someone has stomach problems and is healing them right now". My stomach started felling warm and tingly. I grabbed my stomach and hunched over telling my stomach secretly "Stop that! He CAN'T be talking about me." Joe then said, while still staring straight at me with a room full of people between us, "The Lord is partially healing you now but He wants you to come down here so we can lay hands on you to complete the healing." I thought "No frigg'n way Jack!". Joe then said "the Lord wants you to accept this healing publicly". I sat frozen in my seat. "Not going down there in front of all these people" Joe looked straight at me in a disappointed way then continued the service for others. I still recieved my healing. It took a little while, but 35 years and 150lbs later.....I'd say the Lord did pretty good work on my stomach...maybe a little too good.
Don't be afraid of the Holy Spirit nor the gifts thereof. DO be wary of those on the extremes of either side of the issue. I speak in tongues to the Lord in private. It's my spirit's S.O.S. from me to Him. It's between me and Him no one else invited to that little commune time.
I think if you see a person in distress, or in the future the church in general, then you will see outpourings of the gifts. Subscribe to the Voice of the Martyrs magazine if you want to read about miracles for Christians in distress.
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