During one of my Friday nights at the School of the Spirit at Morning Star, I was engaged in worship and earnestly asking God to send me someone in need of healing. I was ready to step out in faith and experience His miraculous power.
A few weeks later, I found myself having to return to the dealership where I had recently purchased a new car. It seemed like I needed to go back there multiple times to handle various paperwork and formalities, as these things often go. As I waited in the lobby for the finance representative to assist me, a woman approached me. I must admit that I was initially taken aback by her appearance. She seemed fragile and in pain, struggling to make her way over to where I was seated. Nevertheless, I continued to observe her, waiting for her to speak to me.
She broke the silence by asking, "Are you a believer?"
With some hesitation, I replied, "Yes, I am."
"I knew it. Could you pray for me? I have ALS."
Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), often referred to as "Lou Gehrig's Disease," is a progressive neurodegenerative disorder that affects the nerve cells in both the brain and spinal cord. These motor neurons play a crucial role in connecting the brain to the spinal cord and, from there, to muscles throughout the body. Over time, the progressive degeneration of these motor neurons leads to their eventual demise.
I was familiar with this debilitating disease, characterized by weakening muscles, and it appeared that this woman was in the advanced stages of ALS. As I looked around, I noticed some employees staring at us, and a whirlwind of emotions overcame me. I felt embarrassed due to the attention we were attracting, but at the same time, I felt a deep empathy for what this woman was enduring. I gently asked her to take a seat in the chair in front of me. Placing my hand on her arm, I began to silently pray in my heart. However, I knew deep down that I was meant to pray aloud, but fear, embarrassment, and the fear of judgment held me back. I started to seek guidance from God on what to do next.
As I struggled internally, I engaged in a conversation with the woman. I wondered if I should invite her to join me at church, particularly at Friday night's School of the Spirit. Could taking her to seek healing be the answer?
"Are you here to purchase a car?" I asked, trying to establish a connection.
She replied, "No, I just dropped off some cookies."
My curiosity deepened. "How did you get here?" I inquired, bewildered by her presence.
"My husband dropped me off," she replied with resolve.
I probed further, "Do you know someone here?" The question puzzled not only me but also the onlookers in the vicinity.
"No," she calmly responded.
I glanced across the waiting area and noticed the finance representative approaching to escort me to his office for paperwork. I told the woman, "I'll be right back," and proceeded to follow the gentleman into his office. When I returned moments later, she had vanished. I asked the finance representative if he knew who she was, but he had no knowledge of her. I inquired with the receptionist if she had any information about the woman's purpose for being there, but she was equally unaware. It was as though this woman had appeared and disappeared mysteriously.
I realized, at that moment, how I had specifically asked God to send someone for healing, but my expectations had centered on a comfortable and familiar environment, such as my office or church. Moreover, I recognized that I had not done what I was meant to do—claim her healing openly, without concern for onlookers. I felt a deep sense of disappointment in myself, believing that I had failed and that the woman would continue to suffer. However, after seeking forgiveness from God, I heard His reassuring voice, assuring me that I had not failed but had learned valuable lessons. I also gained insight into the power of manifestation and how we can attract what we desire.
This encounter took place over a year ago, yet I continue to learn from it. It has taught me to be gentler with myself and to release disappointment. More importantly, it has reinforced the importance of standing firm in my beliefs and truth, regardless of the audience or potential observers. I firmly believe in the healing power of God, and I understand that others need to witness it too. I am grateful to God for manifesting His presence and for sending an angel to guide me through doubt, fear, embarrassment, and disbelief.
