My healing

For those of you who wanted to know, here's the story of my miracle.
I have (had) a bad knee. My left knee was numb on one side and the rest of it hurt most of the time. If I strained it on a given day, it would hurt A LOT all day until I slept. In the morning it would most often feel better, but not great. Then, if it didn't feel better in the morning, it would hurt all day that day also. Maybe the next morning it would be better, and so on.

I was in Omaha on an Urban Plunge (Try it!), and we spent about four hours pushing heavy shopping carts for food pantry clients, after which my knee was in great pain. I was hoping the pain would go away by morning, but I really didn't believe it would. Sure enough, the next morning it still hurt - just as much as the day before.

After half a morning's activities, including a church service, I was still hurting. Then we went to another church (Salem Baptist) for their service. I remember limping on my way in.

The church was alive with praise. The Holy Spirit was most certainly in attendance.

After an indeterminate time of music and praise, the Pastor began to read from Ephesians 2. When he got to the words "But God . . . !!!!, I noticed my knee did not hurt. It was not numb, in fact, the "normal" numbness was also gone.

IT SHOULD HAVE HURT. I should have been in agony, having been on my feet for a couple of hours by then. But it felt great. In fact, it does not hurt now, two and a half weeks later.

Now I know Lutherans are not supposed to believe in miraculous healings. Well, maybe in principle; but each specific case can be explained away as something naturalistic. "Lutheran faith healing" is oxymoronic. I certainly never would have believed in healing miracles, except in the broadest possible sense.

Until today.