Beltway Testimonies

Testimony Unfolded: April 2007

A man gets prayed for at SHAPE retreat and is healed:

A few weeks back I attended the Men’s SHAPE retreat to learn more about my spiritual gifts.  We broke into our small groups at the end of Friday and went back to a room to pray. We didn’t want to “bother” the group with it and really felt like it was too little a thing.  The group prayed over me and during the prayer, my knee lit up with heat.  It felt like it was on fire on the inside.  I heard God say,”I have healed you; this is where Satan will attack.”  I was still skeptical and processing what had happened, so I didn’t say anything to anyone at that time.  I came home Saturday and told my wife.  She thought it was awesome also, but I said that I needed to “test it out” to prove to myself that it was true.  I went running the next day and there is no still no pain.  Praise God!.  We prayed for different needs of different individuals in the group.  When it was my turn, I mentioned some things I was struggling with and that I thought God was pushing me in new directions.  I had been experiencing some knee pain when I ran, but it didn’t.

In May of 2007, Laura Frankenfeld shared this story with us about her trip around the world:

Stories of healing on the Mexico mission trip from Thomas Wilson, one of our highschool students:

This week we (high school group) went to Mexico with a small team to help out at the Big Heart Orphanage in Reynosa, Mexico. The jobs we did required a lot of long, hard work. During one of these days, Jose Muniz (the Jesus Crew guy…known as a scary looking mexican to many) was cutting rebar with a table saw and accidentally moved his right forearm into the blade. His arm was cut deeply about 3 or 4 inches long. D’Linda Benham, our team’s nurse, immediately treated his wound and wrapped it. Jose was obviously in severe pain and couldn’t do much with his arm. Later that day, before our nightly devotional, D’Linda approached me and asked me to make an announcement after my devo to pray for the injuries that people had from the first 3 days of work. As she said this, I quickly suggested further that we should pray over people because I believed God wanted to do some supernatural work. As I said this, an intern that was there, Kendall, quickly agreed with me and we decided we would do this after the devo. So at the end of our discussion, I made the announcement that if anyone had any kind of injury we were going to stay afterwards to pray over them. About 8 people stayed, so we circled up around the first patient, Jose. And we prayed. After 10 to 20 minutes of praying, I felt confident that God had healed his arm. We were praying that the wound would be completely gone, and I believed it would be. So when we finished, Jose was pressing on the bandage and telling us how amazing it was that there was no pain. I eagerly prompted him to remove the bandage. When he did, we didn’t find just skin, but we also didn’t find a deep cut. On his arm where the deep cut had been earlier was a surface level scab that looked as if it had been drawn on his arm. He showed us that it had truly been healed by pressing on it and hitting it and twisting the skin around it. He could barely touch it without wincing before we prayed, and now he was laughing and poking it liberally.

But that was just the beginning. Next up was Jessie Davis, who had a huge burn on the inside of his leg from the searing hot exhaust pipe of a motorcycle. It had been plaguing him the whole trip and it was not pretty. So after we prayed over it for another 10 to 20 minutes, we were all sure God had healed him. And sure enough, we removed his bandage and found a greatly reduced burn scab that he said had no pain. In fact, that day, D’Linda had traced the area of the red mark from the burn with a purple sharpie, and she showed us that that initial area was at least an inch or two bigger in diameter than the burn mark that was left. Also there was no heat to accompany the wound, something that was a bad sign when D’Linda was checking it out previously.

Then we prayed over Stephanie Maybee who had severe stomach pains. For her though the healing was more spiritual than physical, and God truly did move inside of her. It was an amazing experience and she left changed.

All this to say, Jesus is ALIVE!!! And He is STILL continuing to inpress me and show off his Glory, in new and increasingly powerful ways. Jose’s cut was a ridiculous healing! He cut his arm the morning of the same day it was healed on, and it was TOTALLY healed!

If you have read this, take some time to praise God for the works he is doing! He deserves it!

A simple act of faith, an ankle pain a person experienced for so many years, healed:

My wife and I were invited to a Power and Healing service at New Hope Chapel last year. Many Beltway folks were also attending. We decided to go and just sit in the back and pray for people coming that they would receive healing. The man speaking (Pastor Bill Johnson) talked about the manifestation of the spirit in healing and about the many miracles of healing around the world this ministry was involved in. He said something that really struck my spirit. He said that being a recipient of a gift in most cases is a result of some simple act of faith. (This reminded me of Jesus in his home town. “A Prophet without Honor”) Jesus was amazed at their lack of faith and could do very little except heal the sick.

About 30 minutes in to the service, he said that “there was a man here that has broken his right ankle and has been living with a deep aching pain for over 20 years”. About 30 men stood. Immediately my wife started giggling because she knew who it was. Not many people know that I broke my right ankle three times. Once on ice, then racket ball, then skiing. He then said there is one of you that broke his right ankle not twice but three times. If that is not you, sit down. I was the only one standing. Mark 6:5 ran through my head. At that point I placed my right foot into the isle and back in. A simple act of faith. I didn’t want to be counted with those who lacked faith. At that moment I felt a warm sensation in my ankle. The pain I experienced for so many years was gone. He called me forward and said you were healed, weren’t you. He told me to do something I couldn’t do before. I squatted down and jumped up and down with my ankles. Something I wouldn’t do before because my ankle would swell up and hurt. The next day I played six hours of tennis. To this day, there is no pain or swelling. For many days after I was in an extremely humbled mood, even remorseful to some extent. There were so many there with health problems greater than mine, but yet God chose me. This was a very humbling experience. A most awesome God thing!