EXPERIENCES
OF SPIRITUAL AND PHYSICAL HEALING.
Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all
His benefits: Who forgiveth all thine iniqueities; Who healeth all thy
diseases. –Psa. ciii: 23.
Erte, Pa., July 19, 1881.
My Dear Miss Judd:
You ask to know the circumstances
attending my illness and cure, “if I feel led to write it.” I trust I shall
never see so wide a door opened for honoring my master and fail to enter it. It
would make this letter too long if I were to tell you how my life had been one
of more or less suffering, but I may stay that the past year is the first in my
life when I remember to have enjoyed food (that is, had a natural appetite) or
when sleep brought rest.
My delight for Christ’s service was
fostered by religious home influences, and while my faith in God was very
great, I looked upon His power to heal, as able to meet other cases, but not my
own.
In the spring of 1879 my health
failed entirely, and the case became so complicated that it seemed impossible
to obtain relief, for the treatment f one difficulty only aggravated others. In
suffering and discouragement I felt death would be a relief. The friends on our
charge were loving and kind in their advice, but one, more tenacious to the promises,
would often say, “I believe your health is to come from God Himself.” My two
dear sisters were constant in prayer, but while I had great evidences that God
heard my prayers for other persons and things, I could not
grasp Him for my healing.
One of my sisters came to visit us
the last of January, 1880. Together we talked the matter over; and just at this
time the account of your healing came into our hands and strengthened the faith
of both. Soon after, my sister set the seventeenth of February, 1880, between
the hours of three and four, as the time to pray for my healing, and asked six
friends to unite with her. This was not
known to me. The fifteenth, sixteenth, and seventeenth were very sick days,
until between the hours of three and four of the seventeenth I began to feel
better. My husband and sister marked the change, but did not tell me until
after tea. I did not doubt one moment, but I did not feel the thrill and see
the cure, as I had thought I should if ever it should come.
“The
steps of faith
Fell
on the seeming void,
But
found the Rock beneath.”
I at once dropped all remedies, and
have never used any since. I have had tests of faith; sometimes they have been
severe, but God has never failed and He never
will. My health has steadily improved
all these months and I am well; I
sleep well and feel well. God does hear
prayer. Praise be unto His holy name!
Though I date my healing from the
seventeenth of February, 1880, yet I know through all these years many prayers
were offered for me, and He answered them
all. A dear friend who was healed in 1878, and who united her prayers for
me on that memorable day, wrote that for eighteen months she had prayed for me
every day, by name. Oh, the goodness and the power of our God! “Oh, that men
would praise the Lord for His goodness and for His wonderful works to the
children of men.” Much more could I add of how the Lord hath led me, but this
is sufficient to prove my cure was wholly of the Lord. You are welcome to use
it. And may the dear Father aid us both in the use of the health He has given.
Yours
in Christian love,
Mrs.
J.A. Kummer.
