Sunday, December 11, 2011


A copy of this Carl Bloch painting, the Healing at the Pool at Bethesda is in our Mission Home living room. We attest to the miracle of healing through the Savior. We are grateful for the priesthood authority that allows such blessing in this day as in the time of the apostles in the meridian of time.

James 5:14 “ Is there any sick among you? let him call for the elders of the church, and let them pray over him,anointing him with oil in the name of the Lord.”
Wednesday night, interviews and meetings ended at 7 pm, two hours away from Williston and our hotel but it was there in So. Royalton that diarrhea struck Dad-Dave. With a vengeance. Two stops later we arrived and he settled orrather unsettled for a long napless night. Frequent bathroom visits and his stomach gnawing at him. At 6 am I awakened again. He simply said, “ I’m too sick and can’t possibly be ready for another set of interviews at 8:30 am.” We prayed—always a good idea—and he said in short, I’ll do what you want me to do dear Lord, but I’m miserable. Promptly he went into the bathroom and got rid of the horrible nausea and everything he had eaten that had not already
made its exit. Now thoroughly rung out and 45 minutes later, he decided we’d go to interviews a half hour late. Arriving he received a blessing. Twelve hours, 18 interviews, a meeting with the zone leaders and with the stake presidency and a lesson with two young men later, we returned to the hotel. Now that’s a MIRACLE!

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