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I wanted to shake my head, but some strange,
mysterious power was forcing me to my feet. I reached for
the sides of the chair to pull myself up, but realized I
didn’t need the support of my arms any more. I could
stand alone. And the pain—the pain was gone.
I stretched forward and slowly began to twist back
and forth. The worker asked me to step into the aisle and
to stretch in different directions. I could hardly believe it.
The pain was gone. My back was limber and pliable.
I turned to say something to Fran, but she was crying.
“Oh, Fred, praise God. Praise God! Praise God!” That was
all she could say.
It was unbelievable! I hadn’t prayed. I hadn’t had an
ounce of faith. I had scoffed and scorned what was taking
place. And yet, suddenly and without reason, I had been
miraculously healed.
“Walk back and forth up the aisle,” the worker
suggested. I did more than that. I began to run. Down the
aisle and then back up. The people in the balcony were
looking at me. Some of them had their hands up praising
God. I didn’t care. I was healed.
The worker said, “Would you like to go to the platform
with me?”
I didn’t wait for her, but started down the steps. I was
running. When I got to the bottom, I turned and ran back
up, three at a time. It was real! Even the jar and shock of
my feet hitting the floor in a dead run caused no pain. I ran
back down, bouncing and jogging to test my back. It was
as though I had never been hurt; no pain, no soreness,