Probably the most dramatic thing to happen to me apart from salvation is a healing I experienced some eighteen years ago, or so. I was working for a local utility company and was asked by my supervisor to put a new license plate on my truck. Come to find out, the old one was attached by a rusty old piece of wire coat hanger. When I went to untwist the wire, It cut me between two fingers. A small wound, to be sure, but it bled and it hurt a lot. I grabbed my hand and prayed over it, and when the pain subsided, forgot about it. Well, on a job site a couple hours later, I remembered my cut hand and looked for the wound I was astonished to see that the would was completely healed, not even a scar, just some blood on my shirt to remind me that I had even had a cut on my hand. Praise the Lord.