LIFE AT 62 --- 2 YEARS WOW

Well the title says it all!  2 years ago on this date, April 8, 2012, is the date that I KNOW I was healed.  How do I know this?  Well thats a story unto itself.  Sit back and enjoy this because it is truly a miracle.  Ive been hesitant to be called a "miracle" man, or the guy who was healed "miraculously", but when it happens, what else can you call it?  I finally had a chance to talk to a couple of people just today about that very fact.  I was a a memorial service for a friend who just passed away, and is now rejoicing in Heaven with Jesus!!  WOW what a thought!  When I told a friend this story, she was almost in tears, and now that Im thinking back on it, it gives me serious pause to think about this thought of having a miracle.  I dont want to get too much into it, but I sometimes wonder WHY me and not others, and honestly there really is not a really good answer to that.  I DONT know why, I just know that for whatever reason, God CHOSE to heal me.  Im extremely blessed, and willing to tell this story to whomever will listen.

Getting back to the title.  2 years ago on this date, April 8, 2012, it was Easter Sunday.  I was singing in the choir at church.  Normally we sing in 4 services on that day, but because I was not feeling totally strong, and had no hair, I chose to not do the 6am sunrise service outside.  HOWEVER I did sing in the 3 services that were inside.  After the middle service, I went to sit with my wife.  I noticed that she was in tears.  When I asked why, she told me she was sure I had just been healed.  I must admit, that shook me a bit, but I had believed from the very beginning that God was going to heal me, I did not know when or how, I just KNEW HE would do it in His own way, and in His own time.  WHY not Easter?  Its the day that Christians around the world recognize and the day that Christ was RISEN from the dead and the grave and so why not have a miracle on that day.  I must say, I was not necessarily expecting it to be that day, but I was also not, not expecting it either.  When I asked HOW she knew that I had been healed, she told me that as the choir was singing, she could see lights dancing around me head.  I made a bit of a joke saying that there were tons of lights on the stage, and she said NO, not the stage lights, but small strobe type lights around MY head, no one else but me!  Think what you will, but knowing my wife is not one to exaggerate about things, or one to just make something up, I had to believe her.  The really cool thing is that later that week, on Wednesday, I had a PET scan, and as you might imagine, it came back TOTALLY CLEAR!! NO sign of the cancer, no tumor, no nothing. There is one more little bit to this.  A good friend of mine had sent me an email to an account I rarely used, and even more rarely checked it, but it was the only one she had.  The content went pretty much like this.  "Mike I had a dream about you the other night and wanted to tell you about it.  I dreamed that angels, looking like sparkling strobe lights, were dancing around your head and you were being healed!!"  I took that in combination with what my wife saw and the PET scan to mean that I had indeed been healed that Sunday, EASTER, 2012, and Ive stood on that ever since.  There was yet one more "confirmation" if you will.  I had to go thru the radiation process.  Ive written about it before, not something I recommend for someone to do on a whim!  Even though all the scans had come back negative, I had to go thru the 35 radiation treatments.  Just before the 1st one, the techs, which by the way are totally awesome people, told me that I should feel nothing, or see anything.  Well one thing I did before EVERY treatment was to pray.  That prayer was the same every time.  "Lord, guide this machine and let it harm only the bad and not the good!" Well you might have guessed by now, but Im going to say it anyway.  I DID see things and it was "strobe type" lights dancing past my eyes.  I asked the techs and they kinda laughed and said that was impossible.  TRUST ME WHEN I SAY, it was NOT IMPOSSIBLE!  I know that God is the healer.

If you are sick, I dont care how bad it is, GOD is totally willing and able to heal.  I had so many people praying for me, I cant even begin to count them, but I also know that IF you believe, healing is yours.  Jesus died on the cross for not only our sin, He died for our healing.  He took it ALL on Himself and healing belongs to us IF we can just reach out and take it.

I said earlier that I have no idea why some people are healed and some are not.  Im not a Bible scholar, Ive not studied all the verses in the Bible that deal with healing, though I have read them.  I do believe that the ULTIMATE healing is when God takes you to Heaven.  I have resolved that I will tell this story to ANYONE that will listen.  Am I mr perfect?  Of course not!  I just a sinner save by the wonderful GRACE of Jesus.  I do get frustrated, as others do, when my friends get sick.  Sometimes I feel helpless by not being able to help them.  I can pray and believe, I can encourage, but ultimately it is between them and God!  We live in a world that has illness and disease.  We live in an imperfect place.  SOMEDAY we will live in a PERFECT place, until then we will continue to have disease, illness and death and life.  The one verse that does come to me is PROVERBS 18:21  "The power of life and death is in the tongue, and those who love to talk will reap its consequences!"  NIV.  In other words if you speak all things negative, you will reap negative.  IF you speak positive you will reap positive rewards.  Do NOT DOUBT the power of God and HIS healing!!