Healing at the Bus Stop

Today I was driving out of a parking lot and saw a guy and two women walking along. The guy was slightly limping and caring one of those adjustable aluminum canes. As I was driving out of the parking lot and down the street, I thought I should pray for the guy but it was drizzling and just not convenient. As I was driving along I thought, God I missed one but I will pray for the next. Then, I felt led to turn around, so eventually I did. I saw the same three people standing at a bus stop. Immediately, I saw in my mind a very slight vision of me kneeling down and putting both my hands around the guy’s knee like Randy Clark did at the healing school.

I drove back into the parking lot and walked up to the guy at the bus stop. He was talking on the phone. He saw me looking at him so he told the person on the phone he would call them back.

I asked him if he hurt his knee. He said no. He had polio as a kid and his right foot just did not work. He wore a foot brace, his foot would flop around if not in the brace and he was in constant pain (his entire life) when he walked on his foot. He said he had learned to accept it and just deal with the pain.

I asked him if I could pray for his foot. He said yes, so I knelt down and put both hands on his right foot. I said, “In the Name of Jesus, be healed,” I stood up and asked him to walk on it. He stood there, put a little pressure on it, walked a little and said it felt about 50% better. I sensed a thought (from satan) in my mind: “He is just telling you that so you will go away.”

BUT I said, “Can I pray for you foot again.” He said yes, so I knelt down again, put both hands on his foot and prayed that Jesus would heal his foot. I stood up and asked him to walk around. He walked a couple of steps and said it felt about 70% better.

Then I said lets go for the whole thing and asked him if I could pray for his foot one more time. He said, “YES!”

I knelt down again, put both hands on his foot and prayed that Jesus would heal his foot. I also prayed that the “fire” of God would fall on him and heal his foot. I stood up and asked him to walk around. He walked about 20 feet turned around and started walking back and said, “That’s AMAZING, my foot doesn’t hurt at all.” He was excited, happy and just didn’t know what to say. I said PRAISE GOD! I told him to go and accept his healing.

I walked back to my car. As I was getting into my car, I was again facing the busy stop. One woman with the man was waving at me. He was testifying about his healing.

PRAISE GOD!

Michael Murray