In February 2006, I started doing Meals On Wheels in Easley. I only did it three times (it was done on the 1st, 3rd, and 5th Fridays for the route I was on) b/c I was asked to go to the Philippines for Fluor, and went for 3 weeks and so had to call it off (and never ended up getting back into it).

One of the men I took a meal to, named Thomas, lived on Pope Field Road, was 104 years old, and had pecans in his yard, which he picked up. He gave me a bag of them when I asked.

I had been reading Bill Johnson’s book, When Heaven Invades Earth, which is about how we have the right and the commission to bring healing, literal physical healing, to earth b/c we are told to pray, “as in heaven, so on earth,” and there is no sickness, no disease, no physical impairment or disability in heaven. I had gotten so engrossed in the book that I did an 11-page summary in a word.doc, which I still have.

The 2nd time I delivered, the man’s son, Jerry, aged 65, who lived next door, came over to talk. Standing in the driveway, with Diane sitting in the car, I asked Jerry what he did for a living. He said he had had a trucking business, but had to shut it down b/c of back pain and injury. He even showed me that he couldn’t lift his knee but a little way.

I asked if I could pray for him. He said, OK. I put my hand on his back and began to pray. Diane was praying in the car. Nothing particular happened that I could tell, but I got in the car without thinking too much about it.

Two weeks later, my last time delivering, Jerry came racing over in his little red pickup. He was elated. He had been healed right away when I prayed. I rejoiced with him, but again didn’t think about it too much, except to be grateful that I had been used to bring this healing.

The epilog, however, came about 6-7 months later. I got a friend, Greg Davis, to do some electrical work for him, someone who could do it cheaper than I could, as he does a lot of residential. Greg is an out-of-the-box Christian, one who will confront or pray or be boisterous without thinking of consequences, so it wasn’t long before Greg was talking to Jerry about Jesus. That’s when Jerry told him about his back being healed, something he had not told me: When I put my hand on his back, though I felt nothing, he felt as though he had stuck his finger in an electrical socket!

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