It's Just Like Me

So, we're back to a story post, but this one involves no cars.

This year, I attended Breathe Festival, which is more or less a church retreat/worship festival. It was my second year going. Today, the band was up on stage playing some worship songs at the end of one teaching, and some people came up front for prayer. I went up, to pray for people as well, but all the guys already had people praying for them. So I was just staying at front, in case someone else came up.

And then I saw someone I recognized. I wasn't sure, but I thought that I'd prayed for him one year ago, during my first year at Breathe. He'd told me his name was either Craig of Greg; I asked him as many times as I could within reason, but the music was too loud for me to hear clearly. Anyway, he asked me to pray for healing; he described his condition as his whole colon being one big ulcer.

Anyway, I'd continued to pray for him until the beginning of September, but I hadn't seen him since that day at Breathe. So I hurried over.

Him: Do you want prayer?

Me: No. I recognize you. I think I prayed for you last year. Is your name Craig?

Him: Greg. I thought I recognized you, but I wasn't sure.

Me: I never got to hear: what happened to you?

Him: You healed me.

Me: What?

Him: The first time you prayed for me, nothing happened. The second time, I felt a shock go through my collar bones and down my spine.

Me: And you haven't had any problems since?

Him: No.

He told me that he'd had the condition medically confirmed. He really was healed.

I've always believed God was capable of miracles, and I've been convinced in the past few years that He still does them, but I'm still blown away. This is unreal.

Anyway, when I finished talking to him, I went back off to the side and I couldn't help but laugh.


It's just like me to be used by God to heal someone, without even getting their name right!