Updated: Nov 25, 2019
The beautiful coat of colors wrapped around her delicate, porcelain skin was picturesque as it reflected her culture and history. It seemed as she walked closer and closer to me that someone or something had smeared the canvas of her face. I could barely understand her broken English, as this petite Japanese lady tried to communicate what appeared to be a mix of excitement and need. As I looked closer, I could see her face was drooping a bit and I assumed she needed prayer, but we all know what happens when you assume, especially in other countries, so I went to look for a translator.
My friend and I soon discovered she had been suffering from severe migraines that eventually lead to numbness in her face. A few months prior she had consulted a doctor who told her it was caused by a severe infection in her face. The pain eventually left, but the numbness increased and she was now experiencing it on both sides of her face. Her once youthful appearance had caused her to appear much older. She quietly said, “I have been praying that God would send someone to pray for me. Will you pray for me?”
My friend agreed to join me in prayer for this sweet lady, Airi. After receiving permission I placed my hand on Airi’s face, and we began to pray. Immediately, Airi’s quiet and timid disposition changed as her eyes flew wide open in amazement and looked up at me. I was sure she could feel what I was feeling. A heat that consumed my hands like a fiery furnace was consuming her face. A common occurrence for me that was likely the first time she felt the healing power of God. A few moments passed and I asked how she was feeling.
She struggled to answer in her amazement, “It’s better.” My friend & I didn’t know how to react to her. You would’ve thought Airi had just seen an angel. Her eyes still big as golf balls and her mouth permanently opened in shock, she could barely stand to her feet. As we helped her to a seat nearby, I asked if all numbness was gone or did she still feel a little. She said again in amazement, “It’s 90% gone.” So, with her permission, we prayed again.
God completely healed Airi after praying the second time. The drooping had begun to diminish and her face take on its form again. We watched as she stumbled away with her eyes and mouth wide open and speechless. After about 10 minutes of talking with other people, I noticed her on the other side of the room holding her face and staring at us while others tried to gain her attention. She couldn’t believe that God had healed her.
Thank you, Jesus!
As you can tell, I am a woman of many words. Too often I neglect to stand in awe and wonder of my God. I have seen hundreds healed from everything from a headache to incurable diseases. Some of those healings were even my own, yet I neglect often times to stand in awe of the God who made it all possible. I am nothing without him. I did not heal that woman. It was God who healed Airi. None of these stories, none of my experiences would have been possible without God.
Are there moments in your life that wouldn’t be possible without God? Take a moment to remember His goodness and stand in awe of his love for you. Don’t forget to say, “Thank you, God.”