Healing on the High Street!

One day I was shopping in the High Street, I popped into a shop where I know the owner well and started chatting to him. He was hobbling a little so I asked why. He had been struggling with gout, or similar symptoms, in his foot for a few weeks. I asked if I could pray for him and he agreed. I prayed the shortest prayer ever, claiming healing and asking for Father’s love to be with him. I didn’t think anything more of it until a couple of weeks later when I went in again and said hello. In mid conversation he stopped and said, “Oh by the way, my foot is all better since that day you prayed.” Wow! I was able to tell him that it wasn’t anything to do with me, but the God who loves him that much. Praise God!