"When Jesus had entered Capernaum, a centurion came to him, asking for help. "Lord,"
he said, "my servant lies at home paralyzed and in terrible suffering." Jesus said to him,
"I will go and heal him." The centurion replied, "Lord, I do not deserve to have you come
under my roof. But just say the word, and my servant will be healed. For I myself am a
man under authority, with soldiers under me. I tell this one, 'Go,' and he goes; and that
one, 'Come,' and he comes. I say to my servant, 'Do this,' and he does it."
I read the whole chapter but the faith of centurion stirred in my heart. I closed my bible and began to pray. "Lord" I said. "I am changing my prayer." "If you choose you can say the word and Liam will not feel sick anymore. I know that if you could heal the servant of the centurion then you can choose to heal Liam now. " "We don't need the doctor we need you Lord." "Please help him. " Almost as soon as I finished praying, Liam turned over and propped himself up on his elbows. " What time is it?" he asked. "It is 10:03am." " Oh no...I am missing the kid's song." (we start each Sunday service with a kid's song) he cried. After telling him that it was okay, I asked him how he was feeling. He said his sight was blurry but his head did not hurt as much. From that moment on he steadily got better. By the time the doctor came in he was fully recovered and the doctor released him. All he wanted to do was go to church. I tried to take him home and get him to lie down but in the end we arrived just in time for a picnic that we were having at church. God is good.