This past month I did a lot of hut to hut evangelism. Roaming around the desert and meeting with people. In almost every single family we met someone was sick. These people were desperate for healing. They live miles from town and have no means to treat illness. And so we prayed. We prayed that God would answer their cry and release his healing power on them.
But we saw nothing happen. No miraculous healing. No change. After praying over person after person and seeing nothing happen I became frustrated. I began to ask God questions: What am I doing here? Why aren’t you answering our prayers? Why aren’t you showing your love for your children? What do I have to do to see you work?
I would like to tell you that God revealed to me why he wasn’t pouring out his healing, but I can’t. I don’t understand the ways of God. I don’t understand his purpose. I only know that he does have a purpose and that his ways are best and things are always in his control.
On one of the last days of doing hut to hut evangelism. Sara, Brenda and I prayed over a boy in his mother’s arms who was suffering from an eye infection. His left eye was glazed over and was shifted off center to the side. He cried from pain whenever he opened his eye. We laid hands on him and began to pray. Almost immediately he stop crying. I heard God whisper to me that I didn’t need to say anything. That it was not my words but God’s power that would bring healing.
When we were finished the boy opened his eyes and on the infected eye a green mucus thing the size of a contact slid off his eye into his eyelashes. His eye was now correctly aligned. I wondered if he had been healed. The next day we got a report from our friends that the boy was no longer crying in pain. I believe God healed this boy.
I don’t understand why God chose to heal this boy and not the many others we met. But I do know that God still heals and it has little to do with me.
