While we were chatting, Uncle Ken told me about the little church in Port Kells that he grew up in. He hasn't been a church-goer during my lifetime, but I asked him if Lucy and I could pray with him before we left. I know how badly Uncle Ken wants to walk again, so we prayed for that.
My parents have been to visit him twice since then, and both times he shared with Dad how much that prayer meant to him, and the dreams he's been having since. He's been talking to God, and God has given him dreams where he sees himself walking.
If you are reading this, would you please pray for Uncle Ken? God says "I am the God that heals you." Exodus 15:26.
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