Stroll Down the Lane
The first miracle I had was when I was
ten years old, I broke my leg playing football which resulted in my leg
being half an inch shorter than the other and it had very little muscle
tone which made it look deformed this was in 1960.
Do you have a miracle story that you would
like to share?
My friends at school made fun of me in the way
I was walking and I was eliminated from all sport especially football which
I loved dearly. I started praying in a desperate manner to God to
make my leg grow and return to normal. We lived on a small
farm in the country and on this day I went for a short stroll up the lane
as I was not able to walk very far as I became exhausted when all of a
sudden I became aware that my once slow steps had become quicker, I seemed
to be able to move more freely but as the lane was uneven I was not aware
that my leg had actually grew only that it had become nearly as strong
as my right leg. As I walked into the farmyard it was then that I
knew that my leg had grown back to normal and that God had come and answered
my prayer. Words would never explain how I felt, the joy that filled
my young life was overwhelming. I can only given thanks to God for
answering the prayer of a simple ten year old country lad.
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