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Happily married, father of four, grandfather of 14.
Out of everything that is important to me, of all the things I enjoy, one thing stands above all as my primary joy, my focus, my expectation: the Lord Jesus Christ, and actually seeing Him, sooner now than ever before.
Perhaps you don’t believe. I hope you will be amazed and inspired by one astounding miracle that I’ll share here. I have experienced many miracles—events that are impossible without the reality of God, not just “nice things”—so many that I can’t remember them all off the top of my head. But this one is my favorite.
My younger son, David, was in his early 30s on a business trip in Tennessee. As a child, he had learned to do amazing flips on his own. During this trip, someone asked him to do a flip. They were on a concrete floor covered with something like linoleum. Without warming up, he jumped and flipped right over, landing on his feet. However, something horrible popped! He couldn’t walk and needed help to sit in a chair. David felt the back of his leg above his heel—the Achilles heel tendon was gone, so that it felt like flabby tissue, because the tendon had popped loose from his ankle and up into his calf like a fat rubber band.
David was taken to the hospital, where an MRI confirmed that his Achilles heel tendon was next to his calf. This was complicated by the fact that he had no insurance. He worked hard to pay all his bills for his wife and children but couldn’t afford the high cost of health insurance as a self-employed person.
My older son, Daniel, and I were in Raleigh. Daniel decided to fast and pray for David to find a good sports surgeon who would be willing to work out some terms with him, as no doctors were willing to do anything for him without insurance. Daniel and I began to pray, and the Holy Spirit led me to pray differently than ever before. I prayed: “Father, I ask you to send an angel to reach into David’s leg, grab his Achilles tendon, and pull it to his heel and attach it with genetic material, in Jesus’ Name, Amen.” (I had prayed for many miracles in the past, but never for an angel to do something like this.) It was Sunday when we prayed.
Without realizing it at the time, God had given me some kind of special faith regarding how He led me to pray. Looking back, it doesn’t even make sense to me, but I really expected David to call us the next day—Monday—to tell us what happened. However, David had no idea we had prayed for him. He lived in Hendersonville, and we didn’t usually call each other frequently. With me expecting the call every day, David didn’t call Monday or Tuesday, but on Wednesday, he did. He shared an incredible story:
“On Sunday night, I went to bed. During the night, I thought my toddler son, Josh, crawled onto the bed—it was too dark to see details. But then I saw fingers go into my leg, and I knew it wasn’t Josh! When the angel began to pull the tendon, it really hurt, so the angel turned around to put me to sleep. I tried to wake up my wife, but couldn’t. So I tried to stay awake, because the doctor had told me the injury could cause a blood clot, which could break loose and cause a stroke. But I couldn’t stay awake, because the angel put me to sleep. In the morning, I woke up, and my foot was moving!” (He had not been able to move his foot normally, because of the detached Achilles tendon.)
Later, when I saw David, he confirmed that the story was accurate. But this time he added that he thought he was dreaming, so he didn’t tell me before, but that it was a little angel (approximately the size of his son, Josh), and that he had seen one of the angel’s wings! The next time I was with him, we went over these things again, and this time he stamped hard on that foot as he declared that his ankle with the angel-reattached Achilles tendon is now his strongest ankle!
Do you have trouble believing in the Lord? I have many more miracles I’ve experienced, astounding miracles, and I’d love it if I could be a part of increasing your faith!