On Monday, I told the story of how God began a healing ministry at my school by healing the daughter of one of my co-teachers. My job was simply to be open to His voice, do what He called me to do, and leave the rest to Him.
And just where would this lead?
Word of mouth is a powerful advertisement, and apparently the teacher whose daughter had been healed of a problem in her ankles began to talk. A few weeks later, another teacher approached me. She was having terrible stomach pain, and she wanted to be healed.
To be honest, this made me a bit nervous. What if God didn't heal her? Then what? I remembered then that it wasn't "my" ministry, but God's, and He was obviously opening a door. I didn't know what His response would be; all I knew is that I was supposed to play a role in His plan. I decided to do what the Bible tells us, "casting all your anxieties on Him, because He cares for you." (1 Peter 5:7 ESV). Even though I still had no clue how this was all going to play out, I immediately felt peace. Peace that it would go the way God wanted it to go, no matter what!
Not knowing how to proceed, I prayed. I immediately began to feel disturbed that she seemed to think "I" was the one who could heal her friend's daughter. I began to tell her about Jesus then. I assured her that Jesus is the One who heals, and that He does so because of His love for us. Then I asked her, "Do you trust Him?"
She paused for a moment, then she nodded her head: "Yes. Yes I do!"
Her stomach pain immediately left.
This teacher became ecstatic. She was so thankful to God for healing her stomach. It was perhaps the first time she had experienced God personally in her life, and she knew then, beyond a doubt, that Jesus cares for her, that he loves her and is sad when she has pain.
She would never forget this incident, and I, for one, was humbled and excited to have partnered with God in her healing. I wanted to do more, but I sensed God was telling me to wait. I didn't know how long I would have to wait, but I knew one thing: It was God's ministry, not mine, and my job was to follow His lead, wherever that might take me.
Rob Chaffart
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