On Tuesday evening, my little 1 year old, Noah, took a nasty fall off of my bed. Because I missed the fall, I at first thought his cries were just simply he and his sissy having a normal confrontation about a toy or something.
However, an hour later he was still crying. I finally noticed that he wasn't moving his arm. I called the doc (stupid HMO's) and went to the ER.
Although the x-ray came out clear, the ER doc said that she couldn't rule out a small fracture in his collar bone. Noah appeared to be in a lot of pain and couldn't even roll his little body over because he couldn't use his arm.
The next day, he woke up still in a great deal of pain and refused to use his left arm.
I decided to take action. I prayed. I called my best friend to pray. THEN, I called my best friend's mother who literally has the most anointed healing hands of anyone I have ever personally known. When I called, she said a simple little prayer (and I stood in agreement). When I hung up the phone, my husband said, "Look! Look!" To our utter joy, Noah was running around using his arm like it was never injured. Jason, who is not into this whole "God thing", I think was more amazed than anybody. I just shouted, "Look at Jesus!!!" (PS... Jason is going to be a God chaser... I'm saying it here and declaring it in Jesus' Name!)
Noah was healed INSTANTLY.
This isn't the first time God has healed our little boy. One time when he was only a few months old, he had a terrible fever. I laid hands on him. When I did, the fever was gone in five minutes. I hadn't given him Tylenol or Motrin. God healed my son!
We serve an AWESOME GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Praise the Lord Jesus!