How I Was Healed

WHO AM I?

Hello my name is Jason. I am 33 and currently live on the southwest coast of United Kingdom. I am single and currently not in paid employment. Though I do various voluntary work for my local church. I enjoy music and play guitar and harmonica. If you want to know more contact me.

My hope is that whilst you look through this site, you will come to know more about Jesus. How he can make a difference to your Life as he has done for me. Please don't be put off by the size of this article, read it through completely. And may God speak to you whilst you do.

MY TESTIMONY

I come from a single parent family. Not religious or Christian. And I have one sister who is 4 years younger than me. At the age of six years old I told my mum that when I grow up I was going to be a vicar. Of course my mum told me not to be stupid and dismissed the idea. Well after a few years I guess I did forget the idea and did not mention it again. By this time my mum had got involved with a man. At last a real dad. But the reality soon hit home literally. He was never really a caring man and did not show to much love. He eventually started working away from home Monday to Friday, and would arrive home late Friday afternoon. But soon he started drinking heavily. And soon he became violent. My mum suffered many, many beatings, My self too got hit on occasions. That wasn't to bad the main pain came from seeing my mum beaten on a regular basis and not being able to do anything.

When I was 10 I guess I had enough and one day at school I tried to hang myself. A teacher found me. But still I found I was to scared to say why I had attempted it. At this point I want to say I never blamed my mum she was a victim in this. I love her and give her praise for doing a great job with me and my sister. Thank you mum for the many, many times you went without so we did not.

Back to my story.

I received counseling and things seemed to improve slightly at home though my mum was still being hit regularly at the weekends. I was now going to church as well. When I was 13 the guy that my mum was with, kicked us all out. He was having an affair with a German lady. Myself, my sister and mum were faced with being homeless. The local council re homed us and we moved and was free from that guy forever. Things was going well. I drifted away from church at 14 finding football and girls more fun than church. At 14 I fractured my knee cap playing football. Years of pain and trouble followed. And at 17 I decided that enough was enough I had no job not many friends and was very depressed. I had been in trouble with the police and hated myself so much. It was then I decided that I couldn't go on. I took a huge paracetamol overdose. But was found by my mum.

I was rushed to hospital and stomach pumped. I spent a few days in hospital and was placed under a psychiatrist. Well from there on I just plodded through life not very happy on the inside but looking happy to those outside. I was wearing an different mask for those around me from what I was really feeling like inside.

At 22 whilst working as a security officer in London my leg gave way and I was forced due to injury to retire. I was kicked out of my accommodation as it was linked to my job, and I found myself returning back to the southwest. At 23 following exploratory surgery it was decided that I was to have my left knee cap removed. I will spare you the gory details. They removed the knee cap. And months of physiotherapy started. At first everything was going well the pain was subsiding and I was getting mobility back. However things started going wrong. I was getting severe pain and loss of movement.

They re x rayed me and found that I had a piece of bone left behind and it looked like it was damaging the nerves. I was put on the waiting list and in 1995 was readmitted to have the bone removed. But after the operation more physiotherapy was required but nothing seemed to work I was in constant pain and was unable to use my leg without crutches. After a few months I was told that I would not get full movement back and would be in pain for the rest of my life.

Well that hit me like a brick. I was all ready depressed. Under a psychiatrist and generally hacked off to put it politely. During the summer of 1995 a leaflet from my local parish church was put through my letter box. I just tore it up and binned it. Thinking what a bunch of hypocrites. So much for a loving God look at me. What has he done for me lately.

Christmas 1995 and another leaflet came through. This time I was so hacked off that I phoned the local vicar. I am not sure what I said to the man on the phone. I dread to think.. Deep down I was so angry and bitter I think I wanted to have a go at the man. He agreed to see me and arranged a time and I hobbled around to see him. However when I got there my mind went blank and I didn't know why I was there. We talked and a lot of my anger was laid to rest though I still didn't believe. He invited me to the midnight communion service.

I think I said thank you but no thank you. I did go though in the end. I decided that if I sit at the back I can sneak out. Whilst I was awaiting for the service to start 2 people sat beside me on my left and some others sat beside me on my right. I was stuck and now regretting coming to this stupid service. During the sermon the curate stopped and said that God wants 4 people especially to know that he loves them. I thought yea right. He said please would those 4 stand up now. Before I knew what I was doing I had stood. It was like I was picked up. That night I gave my life to Jesus and received his forgiveness and love.

How I was Healed

At the time when I gave my life to Jesus Christmas day 1995 I was still in pain and unable to walk unaided. Two months later I was invited to a healing service at a local Pentecostal church. A guest speaker from Toronto church was coming over. I agreed to go. During the loud service the guest speaker said the Lord wants to heal people tonight, I though yea ok here we go. He went on to say that there was someone here with neck pain etc And people were saying it was them. And I just thought what a joke.

Then he said that there was someone here that had a serious knee injury. I though talk about vague it was packed in the church somewhere in the region of 500 people that could be any one. But no one responded. Strange the preacher asked again who has an knee injury. But again no one responded. My friend beside me started prodding me and saying "its you". I told him to shut up and don't be so stupid. But the preacher asked again but now was getting rather frantic. He said I know you are here. god wants to heal you. Well I was now sweating. My friend was now pointing to me.

The preacher saw this and asked me direct due you have a serious injury and have had so for a while. I said yes I do. He said "God wants to heal you tonight can we pray for you". I said" sure why not the doctors can do anything you have a go". Several people came along side and called me out to the aisle. And I was prayed for and they laid hands on me. The most amazing sensation happened. I felt heat so intense I thought I was on fire. When the was done the pain that I had was gone I was dumbstruck. I was still on crutches but pain free. That night God healed me.

Two weeks later I was walking without crutches. my own doctor confirmed I was healed. During the service I was told that I would become an evangelist. And 6 months later I was on my first mission. And from there to now I have walked my life with Jesus. Sure I fail him so often. But I know that now I can ask for forgiveness and he is always with me. Becoming a Christian hasn't meant everything has become easy. I still struggle with bouts of depression .

But I give thanks that Jesus has rescued me from death. And that daily he is changing me to be more like him. I would also say a big thank you to my local church and especially the Rev Roger Williams. They have been like a family to me and I owe them so much Thank you. And also to Rev Graham Roberts who was preaching that Christmas service.

So no matter where you are at, no matter what your past is, there is hope and that is in Jesus Christ. The other pages will help you explore who he is and how you too can come to know him personally.

God Bless

Jason

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