One of my new favorite things is running on the bike trail in the morning. This serves two purposes: Great Exercise and Tanning my super white, glow-in-the-dark legs! I dropped the kids at school and headed down to the place where we normally get on the path. As I parked my car there was an older gentleman in a huge pickup truck that had just pulled in also. We made some nice pleasantries about the weather and how hot it was going to be that day and then I headed for the trail. I had an awesome run, probably my best yet, nearly two miles without stopping. This is a huge accomplishment as I had been a pack a day smoker for about 12 years. I quit with the Lord's help about 5 years ago and it has taken some time to rebuild my lung capacity.
On the way back, the guy from the parking lot and I cross paths again. We stopped for a moment to chat about the trails and I noticed he had a brace on his leg. Anymore, when I see a brace or crutches or something I just get this hunger to see that person healed. I didn't say anything at first though. Turns out I didn't have to. He brought it up. He told me about the horrible pain in his leg and back and how he had just dealt with it since the 1970's! Then he just jumped the conversation to some other tangent. He could hear my music on my iPod since my ear buds were hanging loose around my neck. He said, "You must be good christian girl." I replied that I was and the whole time I am thinking this is IT, this is my opportunity to ask him if I can pray for that leg and back and I am debating on weather to pray for his back right there or wait until we get back to our cars so that I can check his leg length because I am hedging a bet that they are out of alignment and possibly different leg lengths.
He starts talking about politics and Israel which, in all honesty, I don't pay that much attention to. Don't get me wrong I know it is important to pray for Israel I am just not consumed as some are about every minute detail (or the big details ) about what is going on over there. We talk a few more minutes and I can hardly contain my enthusiasm and desire to see this man healed on the bike trail. FINALLY, he stopped talking and I got my chance to interject. I started to explain that the church I attend we see a lot of people healed of leg and back and neck issues... He didn't let me get the rest of the sentence out before he interrupted me and pleasantly explained that he was a good (insert denomination here) and would get his healing when he died and that it was his reward.
I would be lying if I said I wasn't disappointed.
This is one of the first times that I have experienced that complete KNOWING that God was willing to heal that man today. It was his appointment with destiny because of a religious mindset. I know we all have them at least a little, but what a bummer to have it cause someone to miss their appointment with the living God.
As I am writing this, it just occurred to me, "How many of those appointments have I missed with You, God, because what was going on didn't fit in my box?"
As I left I went back to the worship music and praying. Pretty soon I caught up with my friend and she asked me to pray for her sinus headache and she was healed almost instantly so technically I suppose I did get my revival on the bike trail :O)
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