681. The Hospital Room Where Everyone Was Discharged After the Lord’s Healing

When the sister, whose kidneys had ruptured on both sides, was healed by the Lord's grace, I approached another sister who was suffering from phlegm and coughing and prayed for her. “Sister, shall we pray together?” I asked, and she responded “Yes!” As I placed my hand on her chest and prayed, the Lord revealed to me all the wounds she had carried throughout her life.

She had a lot of resentment, and her heart was filled with unresolved pain, so that her soul was sick, covered in wounds. I said, “Sister, you must first forgive. We must first reflect on the ways we have hurt others in our lives and accept it as ‘my fault.’” Then, I began praying. During the prayer, without realizing it, her inner state slipped out from my lips.

“Oh, Jesus! This sister has endured such wounds, and also those wounds. But Lord, for whom nothing is impossible, please heal her completely, and…” The, the sister began to cry loudly. Her sobs were so intense that people in other rooms, who were also hospitalized, peeked into our room, wondering, “Did someone die?”

After the prayer ended, the sister asked me, “Wow, young lady, how do you know me so well? I have never told anyone my inner state in my whole life, but how come you know me so precisely?” she said, using the Jeolla dialect, and added, “Wow, this is truly amazing!”

I quickly responded, “I do not even know what I said just now. It was the Lord who did that. I do not have any memory of what I said during the prayer, and it is God working through me, so I truly do not know.” The sister, like a frozen stream melting under the warm spring sun, released all the deep sorrows she had buried over the years. She hugged me tightly and cried, crying again and again.

As soon as I started praying, the sister did not cough even once. From that day on, the cough and phlegm that had been troubling her so painfully were completely healed. Both the doctor and the nurse were astonished and said, “This ward is truly mysterious!” They were puzzled and ran tests, then said she could be discharged the very day. I silently shouted inside.

“Oh! Thank you, my beloved Lord. There is nothing You cannot do. You have healed our pitiable, ailing soul and body by breaking, shattering, and stripping away with Your love, so that we may be reborn through the Holy Spirit. I desire only to dedicate my heart, passion, and time to You.”

“Yes, my little baby! Thank you. Now, should you not go to the place that is waiting for you?” Jesus spoke in a gentle and merciful voice. I was startled and asked, “Pardon? To where?” After thinking for a moment, I remembered I was supposed to undergo an endoscopy, so I quickly rushed to the endoscopy room. I was deeply moved by the kind and loving way Jesus gently reminded me, after using me as an instrument to heal the patients with His love.

While I was away, they said there was quite a commotion while they were looking for me. I heard they even made several announcements, but none of it reached our room. Of course, that makes sense. The Lord was working through me, an unworthy instrument, to accomplish His plan, so there was no way He would let me hear the announcements. And they said they searched for me for two hours, but while I was praying for the three patients in the same hospital room, not a single person came looking for me.

If the Lord had not intervened, how could it be that no one ever visited our room? They could have used the internal phone in the ward to reach me. I had swallowed the anesthetic two hours earlier, but despite that, I completed the endoscopy without any issues. When I returned to the ward, the sister who had been healed from her severe coughing had already finished all her discharge procedures and was waiting for me.

Worrying about me she said, “Oh my, I have lived my whole life without knowing who was God. But after seeing you, young madam, I feel like I now have some understanding of who God is. I am truly grateful. I will not forget this. Oh dear, but still, while you heal others, you are suffering so much yourself—what should we do? I hope you recover soon and get out of here.” Then she farewelled me. 

So I said, “Sister, I have not done anything. I was merely used for a brief moment as God’s messenger, so offer your gratitude to Him. I simply did my part. Now, go home and live with a peaceful heart, joyfully.” After we hugged each other, laughing and crying, we said our heartfelt goodbyes and parted ways.

Another patient in the same ward was a sister suffering from severe ear pain, to the point where she was falling down and collapsing from the agony. She needed to undergo surgery, but to do that, the upper part of her head had to be shaved. Despite preparing a wig, she was crying uncontrollably because she did not want to shave her hair. It is often said that a woman's hair is her life, and despite the urgency of the surgery and treatment, the thought of cutting her hair was incredibly difficult for her. 

I felt that I should braid her hair with a Prayer of Life so that she could undergo the surgery without shaving it. She had a short haircut, and it was impossible to braid it with human skill. However, I entrusted everything to the Lord and began braiding her hair through prayer.

“Jesus, for whom nothing is impossible! From a human perspective, no matter how skilled I may be as a beautician, there is no way I could braid this kind of hair. But Lord, please use my hands and, through Your power, braid this hair through me.” I prayed as I began braiding the short hair behind her ears, every part. With the Lord’s help, when the doctors and nurses saw what I had done, they were astonished and exclaimed, “No way. How on earth were you able to braid hair like this?”

When I fully trusted and entrusted everything to the Lord and acted in prayer, the Lord did it. She was so overjoyed and was able to undergo surgery without shaving her hair. Two days later, I was discharged together with the sister whose kidneys had been healed, and I returned home. After returning home and reflecting deeply, I realized not only that I belonged to the Lord, but also that the money I earned through hard work is His as well.

It may seem like the money I earned is mine, but it was given by the Lord, and He used me as His instrument to accomplish this. Though I was admitted with the money I earned, the Lord took care of everything and used it. Even as I write this, with my whole life, I praise, thank, and give glory to the Lord.

My personal reflection note with Mama Julia🌹💗 

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