Power in His Name

Power in His Name....

When I was nine years old, I got severe burns on both hands from a blow torch. I lay on my bed bawling in agony. Then I called out the name of Jesus. The pain instantly stopped. 

I went to the ER, and was treated for 2nd-degree burns. My hands were wrapped to protect the giant blisters that covered the surface of my fingers and palms. But the pain was still gone from the moment cried out to Jesus.

Jesus had intervened because he is faithful, and he didn't stop there. Soon after, I saw some monkey bars in a park.  Ran to them with my bandaged hands and began to go across them. I was with family and church friends. They all gaped in shock and horror, after knowing of the giant blisters. 

They removed the bandages that I wore like gloves to reveal perfectly healed hands. It was "impossible"? Yes. It was Jesus who answered the prayer of 9yr old me. Why? Because he is good, and his mercy endures forever. 

He knows that I fail daily. Yet he answers prayers, daily.  I'm not a very religious person, but I believe in Jesus, as the Son of God, sent to pay the price for all my sin so that I can enter heaven one day with a heart white as snow. 

I asked Jesus to be my saviour when I was four. It was a simple child's prayer. He answered my little prayer and has been faithful ever since, to walk with me through every one of life storms, because that is who Jesus is to me.