This testimony 
            is for those who need a miracle in their lives.  When people 
            and doctors say no way, Jesus says, try my way. 
                  As I lay a foundation 
             for this story it will be a bit depressing but hang in there, 
            victory is sweet. 
                 We will start when I was in eighth 
            grade, I was a very athletic young man almost braking all the school 
            records in the Presidential Physical Fitness Program.  I was 
            also the tenth fastest junior cross country runner in the state of 
            Michigan.  From there to age 17 I became six feet and two 
            inches tall but my physical ability's became worse and worse along 
            with an increase in pain.  While I was being measured for my 
            graduation gown at age 18 the man said I was six feet and one half 
            inch tall.  Teenagers are not suppose to shrink one and a half 
            inches so I went home and asked my mom to measure my height. 
             It was true, so we went to a doctor and got some blood test 
            and he said "You have arthritis, take these pills for the rest of 
            your life and you will live a normal life."  Well the pills 
            worked for a few weeks and I was pain free for a while.  As 
            life went on things got worse.  In my late twenty's it got to 
            the point where I was no longer able to get up off of the floor 
            without crawling over to something to pull myself up or have someone 
            pick me up.  I was in pain 24 hours a day. 
             Getting home after work was fun; I had to push on my knee's to 
            push the gas, brake, and clutch peddles.  Most mornings after a 
            work day I woke up with my arms and legs numb and was unable to move 
            them.  I had to flop one hand on top of the other and move my 
            shoulder to rub the swelling out of my hand.  Then I had to 
            pick up my legs and throw them over the edge of the bed and rub them 
            so could either crawl or walk to the bathroom.  A few times I 
            didn't make it in time.  I think you have the picture.  I 
            found myself lonely, cold hearted, and a cripple with no hope for 
            the future.  One day I remember laying on the couch and saying 
            out loud "If there really is a God up there, I need help!"  I 
            grew up going to church but I never knew I could have a personal 
            relationship with Jesus Christ.  By this time in my life I 
            really didn't think there was a God. 
            Hardly a week went by after this prayer and the Lord brought 
            someone in my life that would change my life forever.  I have 
            to skip a lot or I would end up righting a book.  | 
          
             About three months later I found myself at a business meeting 
            in Richmond, Virginia with  about eight thousand people on a 
            Sunday morning.  For the first time I really heard that I could 
            have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ.  I had nothing 
            to lose, so I prayed the prayer with him.  You guessed it, the 
            greatest miracle that ever happened to me happened on January 3, 
            1993, I became a brand new baby in Christ Jesus.  There is no 
            greater miracle than salvation.  Let's skip to June 1994, I 
            went back to the same church I grew up in which didn't teach much. 
             My heart was changing despite this and the pornography in my 
            life just had to go.  It was a month later that I realized I 
            had been addicted to that stuff because the withdraws were awful. 
             I find it no coincidence that the lord opened the flood gates 
            of his healing power after getting rid of the pornography.  It 
            all started when I came back from Virginia Beach with a really bad 
            case of strep throat.  I was home sick and watching T.V. when I 
            saw this guy named Benny Hinn.  I thought, what a joke!  I 
            was told all my life that "healers" are all fakes.  After four 
            days of seeing him in four cites with twenty to thirty thousand 
            people per city I said, "You can't fool that many people."  I 
            went to see a friend to do some business even though I was still 
            sick and he asked me if I believed in divine healing.  I 
            whispered that I think it may be true.  He and another friend 
            prayed for me and all of a sudden the fever went away and the lumps 
            from the strep throat fell off.  Needless to say I became a 
            crazy man for Jesus and I wanted to be set free from that arthritis! 
             For the next three weeks I studied and prayed hard.  I 
            learned that the arthritis is satan's and not my arthritis.  I 
            am a child of the King !  Sickness and desease was defeated by 
            the blood of the Lord.  Not a waking  hour went by that I 
            did not pray.  Finally one morning I woke up and the swelling 
            was not there. The pain was not there.  For the first time in 
            years I got right up from the bed and walked. GLORY HALLELUJAH TO 
            OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST OUR SAVOR, THE LOVER OF OUR SOUL.  I was 
            free!  That weekend I had myself measured and I grew one and a 
            half inches, the same I lost years ago.  I've had teenagers ask 
            me why I jump around so much; this is why. 
                 A good book to read is CHRIST THE 
            HEALER by F.F. BOSWORTH. 
            Put 
            yourself in the hands of the Lord, 
      Amen.  |