Years ago the Doctor found a tennis-ball size mass in my lower abdomen during a routine physical. He wanted to do an ultrasound immediately, but I wanted to get prayed over first, so I scheduled it for the next week. The High school group at our church prayed for people every Sunday night, and I wanted those young kids and their unshakable faith to pray over me. That Sunday night I explained what the Doctor had found…and they were like, “No problem, our God is able!” Long story, short…the Ultrasound Tech could find nothing, and later that day the Doctor called me, scratching his head as to how that mass had disappeared…I knew!
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