In November I woke up one day unable to walk and in such pain I could never image, for a week I was not able to walk, sit or bend or attend work for the pain. I was taking 9 prescribed tablets every 3 hours and still the pain was unbearable. I was told that I needed a walking stick to aid me, brother I am no where near the age to need a walking stick I have not even reach fifty yet was what came into my head, Gods purpose for me did not include me being incapacitated, unable to walk. When He called me to follow him He rescued me to make my life better not worst. He made a promise to me to look after me He can’t and will not let me down was thoughts that went through my mind.
When the pain was at its worst which was almost every minute I began to scream, the pain I was in anything could have come out but I knew this was one of two things that was happening either it's the Lord's test for me or satan fear because he knew I was getting too close to my Saviour.
I was in more distress as I was for the first time unable to read my bible because the pain was too much for me to concentrate but luckily I have a few memorised chapters of the bible in my head so I started reciting them aloud through the pain, satan needed to know my determination if it was him I thought.
After a while not being able to bear the pain anymore, not knowing that night if I would make it through the night I scream out Lord if this is you know that I am not going to fail your test, whatever you do to me I am determine to still scream out to Jesus because whether you want me or not I am yours and I am not going nowhere. And satan's if this is your doing know that you have already lost because I am already a victor and I scream Jesus even the louder. Four weeks later still in pain I realise I had not been able to do my normal fasting due to this pain so I set aside a Saturday to fast and others was saying you cant fast when you are not well and I said I am going to let God determine if I fast or not. Saturday came and I began my fast completely dry no fluid which means no tablet or water, half through the day the pain came with more vengeance and in my mind I needed to break this fast to take my tablet because the pain was unbearable but I said Lord just a little longer please and every time the pain got worst I just said Lord please bear with me until the Fast was over. I went to bed that night with the pain as severe as never before. On the Sunday morning after a night of crying, tossing screaming in pain the name of Jesus because every movement the pain was incredible unbearable. I got up out of bed and there was no pain I began to walk as if nothing had happen, just as mysteriously the pain came the same way it went, I decided to see if I could jump and brother I am still walking, jumping, running. The pain has gone without any explanation. The hospital and doctors who thought I was doomed to be crippled and using walking aid was not God.
At times brother we are being tested but we must cried out even more to Jesus through our tribulation, through my pain when ever the movement made it worst I determined in my sorrowful heart that I would scream nothing else but the name of Jesus thanking him even more for this test the more the pain the more I thank him for the pain. I even said at times satan if this is you I am thanking my God because He has to stay by me side because I am His own. My miracle happened because I put my trust in God. So too can yours.
Be Bless and stay encouraged, never give up stay firm and look to the prize which is in sight. Remember God has brought you too far for anything to get in the way.