Story: A broken foot and faith

Story: a broken foot and faith

The bone was sticking out the side of her foot without puncturing the skin.  She was a teenager in a youth group from a church in California, who was playing with kids in Ensenada, Mexico.

Their youth group volunteered with a Mexican church, and they were at the church property.  As they were running and playing games with the children from the neighborhood, the girl somehow twisted her foot hard enough to break the bone.

Ileana and I got up early that same morning and prayed to start our day.  She looked at me in the shadows of our room.  Jesus just told her in her thoughts, that I was suppose to pray that day for this same youth group.

I responded and said, “Well, if that is Jesus then we will see it happen without me forcing it to happen.  I have too much to do today, and it would be more than a coincidence if somehow we all ended up in the same place today.”

The youth group came back to the property where we all were staying, and asked the first aid doctor and nurse for help.

We had several hundred people from the United States who had come to do a week of volunteer service with the Christian university where I worked.  I was one of the employees in the Mexico outreach program at the university. I happened to be the director on site in Mexico representing the university that week.

Someone came to me and told me a youth group was in the first aid room asking me to come pray for a girl who broke her foot.

I walked into the first aid room and the entire group was there.  I knew immediately that I would end up praying for them.

Right behind me entered my wife.  She gave me that look of “I told you,” and I lowered my head and smiled.

I confessed to the group the truth, that Jesus had warned my wife that morning that I would pray for their entire group, and here we all were at dinner time standing together.

I went ahead and prayed for the group and the girl.  Nothing happened.  I had seen many miracles before, but this time nothing happened.

I told the group I heard nothing from Jesus to believe Jesus would heal the girl.  So, I asked the group if anyone heard a thought while I was praying, that might be from Jesus.

It went quiet for a little while. Their 18 year old translator raised her hand very timidly.  She heard in her mind to pray that the bone would return back into its proper place.

I said, “Great. That might be something we can believe is from Jesus.  The only way to find out is if you are willing to go ahead and pray.”

I told the doctor and nurse next to me to keep their eyes open during the prayer, as we looked directly down at the broken foot.

As soon as the translator began to say the words, the girl’s foot didn’t look the same.  [surprise] The doctor was hyperventilating and couldn’t speak.  The nurse was speechless.

I sent the nurse with the girl and her leaders to the Red Cross in town for an x-ray, and there was no break on the x-ray.  Her foot was sprained and swollen, but the bone that used to stick out was no longer broken.

The 18 year old translator prayed a prayer of belief in what Jesus had whispered to her in her mind, and the girl was healed instantly.

Faith or belief comes from hearing Jesus speak.  I knew it was Jesus who healed the girl’s broken foot!

I know many sick or injured who have been accused of not having faith to believe in their healing.  It’s not nice to point fingers, when those who point didn’t have faith either.

In fact, all of us didn’t have faith, except for the 18 year old translator.  I didn’t have the belief because Jesus didn’t whisper thoughts to me.

Others might have heard thoughts, but didn’t believe they were from Jesus.  And some might have heard thoughts from Jesus, and choose not to be moved to pray.

The 18 year old translator heard the thoughts and responded.  The proof came after she prayed.