INTRODUCTION

Our church and family have been on a time of dedicating and consecrating ourselves before God. During this time, the enemy has attacked heavily. One such attack did not come against myself of my wife, but against my son proving that the devil is in fact a low down, good for nothing, coward, slimy, cow-eating snake.

BROKEN AND HEALED

Many of you may recall a post about my son, James, falling out of a second story window back when he was 18 months old called “Falling in to the Hands of God.” If you have not read that, it is a great read about how he fell out of the window and God healed him. I mention this just to set the stage for what happened last Friday.

It was Friday just after noon and I was going through some emails, when my son, James, suddenly let out a blood-curling scream. This was the kind of scream that immediately alerts you as a parent that there was serious pain. I immediately turned around and saw James getting up off of the floor next to the sofa. He was holding his right arm as tears steadily flowed down his face. Immediately and instinctively, I called him over. He responded as my wife explained that he had flipped off the edge of the sofa on to the floor, a practice that he had acquired lately and one that he had been told repeatedly not to perform. After all, the likelihood was that one of these times he would get hurt.

As I placed James gently on my lap, I examined his arm. I could tell from his admissions of pain that there was something wrong with his forearm/wrist area. I knew that we needed to get the arm x-rayed for further information. I asked James if he felt bad enough to go to the doctor’s office and he told me yes. This was another affirmation that he was indeed in pain, because he only wants to go to the doctor’s office when he feels sick. This has come about due to the many shots that kids get these days and James being smart enough to know that if he wasn’t feeling sick and he was going to the doctor’s, it meant a pain in his arm, leg or hind quarters.

As we got ready, we prayed over James arm because we knew if there was anyone anywhere who would know what was wrong and how to fix it, it was God. The prayer was a short and quick one that basically thanked God for the healing and that we were only heading to the doctor to get confirmation of the healing. I have learned that my God is a big God and that he hears the prayers of the faithful who stand on his word.

We quickly got ready and took James to our doctor’s office. This is where having a great Christian family doctor really comes in to shine. We entered the office officially during after hours care. What this means is that the regular doctor’s office is closed and there is a single on call doctor to service anyone who walks in. I asked the receptionist if our doctor was in and by chance could we see him because James in the car asked for him by name (we love our doctor). She told me that he left the building. Knowing my doctor, I asked her if she would physically check for me. She went into the back for a moment and then came out and told us that our doctor will see James before he leaves for the day (see why we love our doctor).

The first thing my doctor did was to send James for x-rays. Now, if you have never had a young child who has had to go for x-rays, then you will not understand fully the depth of what is required. As the parent, you are required to hold the child in whatever position is best for the x-ray, knowing this is what is best, all the while your child is pleading in pain for you to stop. It is almost more then a parent can bare. James was a trooper though and made it through the first set without really complaining. Then we found out that they had a wrong setting on the x-ray machine and had to do them again. This second set was where James pleaded for it to stop and be over and I had to hold him down in position so that they could see in the picture what might be wrong with his arm. Sometimes being a parent is the hardest thing you will ever have to do.

When the x-rays were over, we returned to the room. As we waited, James began to act differently. He was no longer holding his arm and to look at him playing you would not know that just a half an hour prior he was screaming in pain. In fact, this was the same sentiment of the nurse who had come in to get James’s height and weight. She commented on how he was not behaving like a child that had a broken arm.

Our Doctor explained to us that James had a buckle fracture, which is the best type of fracture you can have if you have to have a break. It heals quick and without any life changing effects. That was good news. Then the doctor proceeded to place a fiberglass cast on James’s forearm and wrist area while remarking that he was not acting like a kid who had a broken arm. We did tell him that we prayed over James and that we had only really come down to see the proof of his healing. The doctor agreed with us, but decided to put the cast on just to be sure.

We left the doctor’s office knowing that despite James’s big band-aide as he calls it his arm is healed. Otherwise, he would not have been acting like a normal four year old boy as they prepared the cast, put it on him and even after he returned home quickly adapting to using and even leaning on his cast.

SCRIPTURE

God has been really showing us lately how to stand on his word and speak his word in prayer because his word is:

Therefore, we prayed and spoke out the following scriptures as we prayed over James:

And true to his word, God healed James. He truly is an awesome God.

CONCLUSION

I would like to encourage everyone to speak out in prayer to God his word. He has given us so many promises and he is so faithful to fulfill them because “You have magnified Your word above all Your name.” (Psalm 138:2)

Until Next Time,

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Also, if you have a testimony, email it to me at testify {at} fireknights {dot} net. I would love to hear it and I may just post it here on the blog.

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