I’ve had four bone-fide miracles in my life. One was the healing of my wife’s back when I laid hands on her. It’s a complicated story, but the bottom line is that it was as if it was not actually me doing it.
Anyway, 15 years later I told my pastor at my new church about it and he said something similar happened to him.
As a pastor, part of his job is to visit and pray for the sick and dying. Well, he admitted to having consternation about it because sometimes it is the Lord’s will that a person die. After all, we ALL die. He clarified that sometimes his heart was not into praying that the person live. He felt that the person was going to die and he needed to pray for other related things - the family, etc.
But there was one guy. He was going to die, no doubt about it. But the pastor had the same “experience” I did. It’s a weird “knowing” that is hard to put into words. His prayer, like mine, felt like it was not really him doing it. But he, like in my case, felt absolutely compelled to do it.
Bottom line is that the guy lived.
As Christians we can get complacent. But the Lord’s will WILL be done. And when you see it before your very eyes it is many things. It is humbling. It is empowering. It is earth shaking. But more than any of those things, it reminds you of just how temporal and only “partially real” our life is compared to the REAL world of eternity.
I have Idiopathic Pulmonary Fibrosis. Terminal. I am in a WIN WIN situation. If I die tonight, I will be with Jesus, if I live, another day to be with family and friends.