God Helped My Dad

2012-07-27

A few years ago, I was visiting my parents. While my mother and I were out, my dad, while going down the stairs, had a horrific fall down a flight of steps at home. We returned to find him in a pool of blood. We had him rushed to the hospital by ambulance. He had hit the front of his head very hard, likely on a piece of wooden furniture. The medical staff at the hospital had given us a very dismal outlook.

Prayer was the only answer. In those days, we were still with a missions organization that had a prayer chain by email. I send a frantic message to them and my own email list, and people on virtually every continent in the world received my prayer request. This was an awesome thing, because my dad fully recovered. He was already walking about before I had to leave to go back home.

God hears our prayers! Thank you God for healing my dad!