Sweet Sounds From Heaven

I had company. Reed and Donna Raye with their new baby, Amos had come from Quitman, Georgia to visit Aunt Sandy in Florida. What a treat. We all worked and somehow people don’t visit like they used to. At least, that’s what my grandma always said to me, and she was right. Donna Raye and I decided to run into Starke, our nearest town and play while Reed stayed with Amos Coy. We played in the Dollar Store and laughed until we couldn’t. We were trying on clothes and the mirror was evidently from Mars as it made us look like aliens. I don’t know, looking back, maybe that was an improvement. Anyway, we were having lots of fun when we remembered Reed and Amos were home alone. This was in 1981 and before cell phones. We decided we had better check in, so we headed toward Graham.

 When we arrived Reed was in some kind of a tizzy. Amos was limp and seemed to be running quite a fever. Reed had already placed him in tepid water in the bathtub seemingly to no avail. Well, now Donna Raye and I were in a tizzy too. We were all pretty scared. I came up with the idea to call my pastor just down the road. Of all times for him not to be home. With church tonight, I knew he could not be far, however time was an issue. Amos’ eyes did not look good. Seemed to me they were disappearing in the back of his head. I said to Reed and Donna Raye, “listen, now the Bible says believers shall lay hands on the sick and they shall recover, it didn’t say we had to be a pastor.” They both agreed wholeheartedly. I said, “look here, I have hands and we are all believers. I’ll lay hands on Amos Coy and you two agree and we’ll just expect Jesus The Healer to heal him.”  At that point, I think they would have agreed to just about anything, but we were going to stick with the Bible.

I also remembered and reminded them about Peter’s mother-in-law who was healed of a fever by Jesus, and that Jesus never changes, and He is no respecter of persons. They laid little Amos in my lap. I laid my hands on his little, very warm body and prayed. Actually, I just reminded Jesus of his word. That He was the one who told us to lay hands on the sick and we were just following His orders. His job was to heal Amos. I also told the fever to leave Amos’ body in Jesus’ name. We agreed and said amen. Little Amos’ body began to cool off and he fell into a deep sleep. His color looked a lot better immediately and we were grateful. We went to church that night and Reed held little Amos in his arms and testified of God’s healing power and His faithfulness. Today Amos is married and serving his country in Iraq.

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