Our team was ready to head back to our home for the
night in San Luis Potosi, Mexico. A mother stopped me from leaving, and grabbed me to
sit with her. I could tell she was anxious so I didn’t resist. She
sat me on a bench where a young boy was sitting. It was her
son. She asked me to pray for his eyes because he couldn’t see.
When I asked the Lord how to pray, He said, “Tell him to
look at Me.”
I asked the boy to look up and I could see the whites of his eyes were fully red and scratchy looking. He said it felt like sandpaper was in his eyes and it hurt to keep them opened. I told the boy again to look up to the Lord who was going to heal him. When the boy looked up, I could see his eyes turning white and clear. He didn’t have to say a word, everyone who saw this praised God. His expression of joy was indescribable.
I don’t pray for everyone, but this mother was
unrelenting. She wanted her son healed. She took the chance
and had the faith. God did it!