Story of Faith

Christian Healing

by Adrian Rose - 32 yrs chris42@lineone.net 

I am writing this very short account of my experiences with Christian Healing and how it has been the only thing that has helped me in a very long battle with severe M.E. I hope in some way that what I have to say will help people and not offend them.

My first experience of Christian Healing came in October 1997. I had been completely bed-bound with M.E. for 18 months, and was having a terrible time. My parents contacted a local Faith-Healer who agreed to come and pray with me. She layed her hands on me and prayed and I felt a sudden SURGE OF ENERGY, and found, from that point onwards, that I could sit-up all day (previously I had only been able to sit-up for 15 minutes at a time.) I had hoped that I would go on to quickly recover completely, but unfortunately the next few years were still very tough, (though I never returned to being bed-bound again). It was all a bit confusing.

My second experience happened in March 2003 when I went to a Church Healing Service held by the same Faith-Healer who had visited me in Oct 1997 (it was a miracle that I even got to the service, as I was still not really well enough to go out). I was prayed for at the end of the service and I noticed a sensation of WARMTH appear in my back (where I had experienced a lot of pain).  These sensations of warmth continued to appear in my back on a DAILY BASIS throughout the spring and summer of 2003 and I noticed gradual slight improvements in my condition.

The most dramatic experiences of Christian Healing though, have taken place during the latter part of 2003 and are continuing to this date (1 Feb, 2004).

My ability to read suddenly, dramatically improved in the autumn of 2003 which led me to be able to read an extremely good book on the subject of Christian Healing. The book was called ‘Healing the Sick’ by T.L. Osborn. I am convinced that the information in this book has been responsible for the improvements that I have most recently seen. I seemed to find so many answers in its pages to so many questions I had about life, sickness, suffering and, of course, HEALING.

As soon as I began acting on the principles outlined in this book I started seeing miracles, constantly, every day and am in a constant state of amazement.      

I have been able to be up on my feet, walking around, for hours at a time (previously I had only been able to walk for 2-3 minutes at a time.) I have been going out and about for rides in the car (not driving yet), every day for the last 3 months (previously I had only been out in the car 9 times in 7 1/2 years). I have also enjoyed seeing friends and relatives that I had not been well enough to see for years. Also I have found bizarre pleasure in doing the housework, (hoovering, dusting, polishing, washing-up etc), all of these things, until recently, were unthinkable as I had been almost 100% disabled. I have even coped with busy supermarkets again. "PRAISE GOD".

At the time of writing this letter (1 Feb 2004) I am still gradually improving (no relapse at all). If you would like to know more details of how all of this has happened to me, please send me a stamped addressed envelope and I will be happy to tell you more.

It is my greatest desire that others experience this same freedom in their lives.

Adrian Rose

 

 

A Cry in the Dark

We greatly sympathise with Mrs Tracy and Mr Roger Taylor, and their daughter Suzanne, who has severe ME.  Our own daughter Sara has had severe ME for very many years.  She is totally bedbound, in a cold and totally blacked out room, wearing ear plugs and blindfolds.  Sara is unable to do anything, even opening her eyes.  Severe brain fatigue means she can only listen to a few sentences spoken very slowly.

Numerous other symptoms and insomnia mean Sara gets no respite.  We have been told by ME experts and support groups that there are no cases as severe and long-term as our daughter Sara.  This adds to our feelings of isolation and helplessness.

Perhaps there are others like Sara, but nobody even knows about them.  Our heart go out to them. 

For how long do Sara and others like her continue this “Living Hell?”  We are desperate for adequate recognition of the very severe cases and ‘proper’ medical research.  We do not know who to turn to under such circumstances.  There seems to be no advice available for such extremely severe cases of ME. 

Sara’s Mum and Dad

Name and address withheld (contact via the 25% Group office)

 

Miracles

Miracles are not just one-hit wonders.  They whisper to us all, constantly.  They are love at work, expressing itself most often within the small and ordinary and recognition of their happenings is by our instinctive feeling, and knowing, of their presence.

Love at work transcends all human limitation.  It is a miracle delivering a two-pronged attack, on the emotions that feel it and on the intellect that fails to explain it.  We do not have to solve elaborate puzzles nor search out enchanted kingdoms, but we should guide our vision to escape the restriction of sight as well as persuading our mind to abandon the obstacle of thought.  A return to what we perhaps once knew, but long ago left behind.  Miracles cannot be felt by hearts trapped in the aspic of cynicism or in the pain of thwarted ambition.  With an absence of words they can only be felt by a still, beating heart, which listens to, and hears, love in simple language.

A miracle identifies each heartbeat of life as an event of significance, with every luminous moment separate from the shadow of former glories.  Love at work is also the glow inside fractured episodes of our lives and if we enter into its luminous eye, our focus on life-thereafter is forever softened.  To feel miraculous qualities within the painful experiences and often monotonous routine of daily life, enables us to detach ourselves from the outcome of all things unwelcome, by accepting them as necessary.  We recognise they are the vehicles within which a miracle transports itself from one moment in time to another.  As our quiet heart listens to, and understands, love’s silent language, it echoes within us – there are no full stops in miracles. 

We honour life by understanding that a miracle is not what life does, but what life is.  Its rolling-wave of love at work does nothing to alert us to its presence, other than the inspiration it offers within each moment, encouraging our still, beating heart to listen, hear, feel and know.

Written by Louise