Beingof1 wrote:I had a speaking engagement in Phoenix Arizona at a hotel conference room at 18th Ave. and Camelback in 1994. Carl knows where this is, it was the Ramada Inn.
After the meeting, a lifelong friend of mine named Scott Thurston and I were outside talking when right in front of our eyes, a girl was hit by a car as she was riding a bycicle. She went end over end over the car and impacted onto the street behind the car.
I, moved by instinct, ran over to her and Scott followed. She was laying sprawled in the middle of the road. I layed my hands on her and began to pray. I could feel, under my hands, the bones in her body popping back into place. My friend Scott said later he could hear them and see her body twist back into shape. She was just staring at me and did not say a word.
In the background I heard one woman in the crowd saying:" The man of God has prayed for you sweetheart, you are healed." There was another voice that said; "Do not move her, you may injure her."
My friend Scott, knelt down in front of her and said;"Get up." She was instantly healed and raised herself up, all the while just staring at me with a kind of blank shock in her face.
The paramedics arrived and she was hustled away and I and my friend blended away through the crowd.
Is this something you do often? Did it inspire you to go work in a hospital?
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