What would it take for you to know you are special Articles / Testimony Letters Date: Feb 03, 2003 - 11:28 AM Hey Jerry, I just wanted to thank you for coming to Sherwood. God has used you so much in my life. Thursday night when you shared your testimony it moved me so much. All the things you said that you had felt really hit home. Even though I hadn't gone threw anywhere near as much as you I related with the feeling of rejection, not ever feeling loved and not ever feeling special. Most of my life I had felt overlooked. I even had an image of myself as a warrior in the middle of a battlefield beaten battered and bruised, barely just dragging my sword. I felt like I loved my king and was willing to fight and die for him and he had no idea who I was. This is how I saw myself up until that night. As you were getting to the point were you were about to close I knew that I was going up for prayer no matter what. But as I was getting ready to go up I heard a voice in my head say,"What would it take for you to know you are special?" I answered with out thinking...."To be healed" That was it I never thought twice about it. I went up for prayer just to know that God loved me never once knowing or believing that it was the night God was going to heal me. In fact I had given up on being healed. I had even told people to stop praying for me. When I went up there I kept getting pushed back so I was dissappointed because I figured no one would see me and I really needed to be prayed for. But you did finally make it back to me and then I found myself thinking,"Well he'll just pray for me and then quickly move on just like every other time with every other preacher." But then you told me to look in your eyes and you asked me how much longer I had to live...I finally managed to tell you that I wasn't supposed to live past the age of eight. But I also knew to myself that I wasn't supposed to be living that much longer. Everytime I saw a doctor I could see it in their eyes and I could hear it in their tone of voice. So I had accepted Death. But then you started to talk about a man that had Cystic Fibrosis. I couldn't believe it. No one ever knows what Cystic Fibrosis was. More or less there is never an alter call for it. So I was just sobbing. But I didn't feel a large amount of heat or a tingely feeling. Instead all I could think about was...God loves me. I was in awe. I couldn't believe it. God loves me....I'm special to him. He loved me enough to take time out of his night and have Jerry pray for me in such a way that I would KNOW God was providing him with the things I needed to hear, and that I was that special to him. Finally after I fell to the ground....I felt my cheeks to wipe off my tears and my cheeks were hot like fire. As the night went on...I was feeling better. I was able to breathe more and cough less. I woke up the next day and it was just getting better and better with each hour. God is awesome and I just wanted to thank you so much for praying with me that night and talking with me that next day and informing me of others who have had this disease and have been healed to strenghten my faith. Jerry you are Awesome! I love you and I will miss you. Come back soon! ~Christina __________________ JESUS LOVES YOU!!! This article comes from World's Largest Prayer Board Annointed.net News http://www.annointed.net/ The URL for this story is: http://www.annointed.net/modules.php?op=modload&name=News&file=article&sid=369