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Ask, and It Shall Be Given You
A good many years ago, when I was a fairly new Christian, I experienced a simple little miracle, if there is such a thing, which has always been very important to me, because it illustrates so graphically that this wonderful promise is indeed true. I had stayed up late one night working on a business proposal, and my wife had long since gone to bed. I finally finished my work, and went out to the kitchen to get a glass of milk. There was a light on over the stove, but the switch to turn it off was broken, so I reached up to unscrew the light bulb, which usually went out with one twist. This time, however, it didn't, so I immediately gave it a second turn, without thinking to give my fingers a moment to cool off first. That was a bad mistake, because I burned my thumb very badly. First I tried putting butter on the burn; then I tried ice; but no matter what I did, the throbbing did not abate. Finally, as a last resort, it occurred to me to pray. As I was about to do this, I thought, do I really believe that God can and will heal this burn? and I had to admit that honestly, I could not say that I did. Well, somehow it didn't seem right to ask him to heal it, if I didn't even think that he could; and besides, I had read that Jesus often said such things as "According to your faith, be it unto you," and "Your faith has made you whole." And so I started to try and work up enough faith so that I could say yes, that I believed he could and would heal my thumb. It took about half an hour, with my throbbing thumb spurring me on to ever greater efforts to believe, and finally I could honestly say that I believed the Lord could and would heal me. "Lord, please heal this burn," I said out loud; and AMAZINGLY, the pain ceased INSTANTANEOUSLY and completely. I was awestruck. Nothing that has ever happened to me has ever left me so dumbfounded. I just sat there without knowing whether to laugh or cry, and I did some of both. It was a most glorious couple of minutes, until another surprising thing happened. I suddenly had the thought, "I wonder if the pain will come back, and IMMEDIATELY the throbbing pain returned. "Oh, no," I said. "I was healed, and I know I was healed; and no one is going to take that healing away from me. I believe it, and I claim it, in Jesus name, so be it!" As quickly as before, the pain was gone, and this time for good. That was a bad burn, and there should have been a blister on my thumb the next morning, or at least a mark, but there was nothing. God heard my prayer, and he answered it in a dramatic way, I think in order to teach me something, and to encourage me in my walk with him. I have since learned that he answers in different ways. Sometimes, he waits for HIS time instead of right now; sometimes he gives us what we need, instead of what we want; sometimes he gives us something much better than that which we asked for; and some times he says "No," just like any loving father sometimes does. But of one thing I am absolutely sure: God loves me; God blesses me; and God always hears and answers me, whenever I speak to him.
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