In the beginning of this month, we said our goodbyes to our wonderful hosts, Calvary and Abigail. My month in Ghana was filled with so much joy and fun, and our hosts were a huge reason for that. So naturally, it was pretty sad to leave them and go into another unknown month. I know that God will bring growth and joy in different ways each month, but it’s still difficult to really love the place and people where you’re at and have to leave so quickly.
The day before I left Ghana we were on the search for WiFi so we were making our way to the ATM then a coffee shop in town. Right before arriving at the ATM, I had excruciating pain in my knee while getting out the trotro (a popular local transportation in Ghana, it’s a big van that takes people short distances so usually we have to take connecting trotros to get to our destination). Even trying to walk up the stairs to the ATM, I had to limp because it hurt so bad. God had spoke to me about healing, I’ve been studying it lately and have become passionate about partnering with God for Him to bring healing to people. I prayed and felt super strongly that it wasn’t my knee pain, but God had someone that He wanted me to encounter and He was pointing them out for me.
Immediately after limping up the first set of stairs, I saw a man who was sitting on the ground and didn’t have any legs past his knees. I said hey and “one love” to him because that’s what he said to me the week before. As I walked away from him my knee didn’t hurt any longer so I told my team about it because I knew for sure that God wanted me to pray for him. On the walk back, I stopped, got to know him a bit, told him how God pointed him out to me, and prayed for his healing. I prayed that God would grow back his legs and I was expectant because I knew God highlighted him for me. I opened my eyes from the prayer to see his legs still as they were before and a big smile on his face that wasn’t there before I prayed. He looked rather discouraged and a bit sad before I prayed for him, but afterwards he couldn’t help but smile.
I walked away from that moment a bit confused as to why God didn’t heal him when I asked Him to. I asked God questions about it, but didn’t question Him. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with asking God questions, but when we do: it’s important to ask Him questions confident that His character remains unchanged and is still so good. Doing that has helped me grow in my faith for sure. I asked God why we pray for healing and it doesn’t happen sometimes because I know God can heal and I know He wants to too. That was on a Friday, we left Ghana and headed to Togo the next day. That Saturday, God would take the next days to answer me.
(Dramatic pause….. because this blog was too long to post all together…. so I’ll post the rest in another blog…… after this short break)
