He Healed Me!!!
Every day I used to be carried to the Beautiful temple gate because I couldn’t walk. I would sit there all day begging for money. Sometimes I would get a little, sometimes I would get a lot. On some days, I got nothing at all. Still, I kept going because that was my only hope for survival. I had gotten used to it and I was very comfortable being cripple, having been born this way from my mother’s womb. One day, these two guys came by. I heard somebody call one of them Peter and the other John. When they stopped and told me to look at them, I thought I was in for a big pay day. But to my disappointment, they said they didn’t have any money to give me. I had heard that many times before from many others passing by. But still – my heart sunk with sadness. Then, the big guy, the one they called Peter, said he had something better to give me. He grabbed me by the hand and before I say a word he shouted out, “In the name of Jesus, rise up and walk!” Man, I felt something I had never felt before. There was this sensation in my legs that felt like fire. Then I felt strength. I stood up and I could hardly believe it. I could walk. I could run. I could leap. I decided in that moment that I would spend the rest of my life praising God.