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Don’t Try to Tell Me God Doesn’t Heal
At the Wednesday night prayer service a diminutive fellow of 4’ in shortness asked for prayer to become tall like real men. I testified that we have seen ex-midgets here before so it was indeed possible for God to do ANYTHING. The pastor keeps a sewing kit in the pulpit in case his wife pops a button or one of the members loses a hem or whatnot so we had a tape measure handy. The fellow removed his shoes and brother Paul used the measurer to measure the dwarf. It was determined that he was 3’ 11”. All the men laid hands on him but there wasn’t enough room for all the hands so we reached out to God.
When the prayer was finished we had him put his shoes on for modesty purposes and measured him again. Glory!
He had grown an inch already. I doubt we will recognize him if he comes back on Sunday. We need miracles sometimes to remind us that the storehouse of our Jesus is never empty. No matter the need, He meets it every time. I firmly believe if this had taken place in the halls of Landover, this little guy would be seven feet tall by now.
I hope this encourages you to always believe because you will always receive. PRAISE!
When the prayer was finished we had him put his shoes on for modesty purposes and measured him again. Glory!
He had grown an inch already. I doubt we will recognize him if he comes back on Sunday. We need miracles sometimes to remind us that the storehouse of our Jesus is never empty. No matter the need, He meets it every time. I firmly believe if this had taken place in the halls of Landover, this little guy would be seven feet tall by now.
I hope this encourages you to always believe because you will always receive. PRAISE!
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