Healing Hands

Fearful and quite she sits beside her man, As the doctor proclaims he needs more x-rays and scans The lump he found he wasn’t quite sure, It looked like cancer for which there was no cure. The biopsy proved beyond a doubt, Surgery and kemo were the only route. She held his hand as the doctor began to explain, That this could be terminal and cause much pain. He said a second opinion would be fine but he needed to get it done quick, Right now it’s in the early stages but it will soon start making you sick. He patted his wife’s hand and said I’m going to be okay, You can’t believe them old doctors anyway. When they got home she got on the phone, And called their pastor and some friends that they’ve known. She told them of his problem and they began to pray, By His stripes he is healed were the words they would say. No negative thoughts were ever brought about, Only true faith in God without any doubt. The next visit to the doctor they found not a trace, The doctor broke the good news with a smile on his face. The Master Physician had administered the cure. There is power in those prayers of this I am sure. ( True Story )