healed . So much so , that we even made a dream list of things we would do when I was healed .
There were all sorts of things on that dream list from wanting to go to America for the first time , to wanting to do a half marathon , to just wanting to go for a walk together again on the beautiful hills near where we live . The most special dream of all for me though , was the dream that Steve and I would dance together again . You see , for me dancing was just so full of life , and joy , and energy – everything that being bedridden wasn ’ t .
So every night as Steve and I prayed together , we pictured the day we would dance together again , and that picture became my picture of what healing would look like .
For four more years we held onto that promise that my healing was a “ Done Deal ”.
During that time , I learnt to trust God in a whole new way and He gently healed me of inner scars from the past and set me free from the shame of the physical scars on my face , until I could look in the mirror again and accept myself scars and all .
Miracle Moments
And then in the summer of 2011 , I was lying in bed praying when 3 words came into my head , " Go to church ! It sounded crazy I couldn ' t on
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even get downstairs in my own house , how could I go to church ? But the 3 words came again , and in my heart I knew it was God .
So I said to God , " Ok God , if I do all I can will you do what I can ' t and make a way ?... And He did because , two weeks later , on 14th August , against all the odds , I managed to leave the house for the first time in 9 years and cried tears of joy to feel sunlight my face again .
How we did it I will never know , but Steve carried me down the stairs , laid me across the back seat of a friend ’ s car and took me to church . Once in church , I had to be lain across three chairs because all my muscles , including my back muscles , had wasted away from being bedridden , so I couldn ’ t even sit upright in a wheelchair .
That was when the miracles really began . I took Steve ’ s hand and , as we began to thank God for the miracle of me getting to church , I felt a sudden strength come into my body .
Despite all the wasted muscles in my back , I sat upright and remained sitting upright for an entire hour and a half . I then realised I was holding my arms in the air in worship ; arms that couldn ’ t normally lift a fork to my mouth .
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