IN MY BEGINNING
There have been many experiences in my life that have made me who I am. I carry scars. Some are on the inside….some are on the outside. My start in life was anything but typical. What you are about to read is the first testimony of my life 🙂
It was an early May morning in 1977 when I made my first appearance on earth. I was born of a natural birth…but there was a problem. Immediately after my birth I was taken out of the room. The doctor was afraid that my condition would have caused my mother to go into shock. Then he sat down with both of my parents and told them that I was born with extreme bilateral club feet.
My feet were turned almost completely inward. My big toe was touching my leg. I didnt have enough heel cord. My parents were both in tears. They discussed any and all options for my condition. The Dr said that he would do everything medically possible to help me. Yep….medically possible 🙂
In 1978 and 1979, I had surgery on both of my feet. One per year. My heel cord was lengthened. My feet were corrected as much as possible. After the surgeries, casts were used to try and help my feet learn to be straight. Sounds kinda sad….I know, but I never let it stop me. My mother told me that I learned to crawl with one knee and leg. I dragged the other one, cast on it and all, behind me. I was on the move! After the casts, the only other option left was….braces. The Dr told my parents that I would have to wear braces for the rest of my life. Thats what he thought 🙂
When I was almost 4, the church where my parents went was having a 66 night revival. One night per book of the Bible. I cannot remember which book was being preached on this particular night, but I remember being carried to the front of the church. Here is what happened:
I was sitting in the front pew. The whole church was gathered behind me and around me praying. It was getting pretty loud in there. The pastor was on his knees in front of me. He was praying louder and louder. He took my left foot in his hand. He anointed it with oil. The praying continued. All of the sudden my left leg began shaking. The pastor said “Its getting stronger!” Then he told my parents to take my braces off. When they took them off I was standing up. Now, until this point, if I had tried to walk without my braces, I would fall down. I knew this. Then the pastor told me to walk. I stood there crying and afraid of falling. He said, “Its ok sissy. You can walk.” I didnt know what came over me, but I took a step…and didnt fall. Then I took another…and still didnt fall. I kept going and then I did something that I never thought I would be able to do. I RAN!!! Up one step, across the front of the church, and down the other step. Around in circles I went. My dad caught me and I jumped into his arms. Ladies and gentleman! The braces left the building! It seems to me that God can do more than any Dr. 🙂
Over the years, I have had minor problems with my feet. They are not completely straight which makes buying shoes a little tricky. I have pain in my left ankle at times. My left ankle also gives out sometimes while walking, and my foot turns sideways so my ankle bone hits the ground. That hurts! But, it doesnt happen too often. I can walk, run, ride a bike, and dance just like everyone else. Im surely not going to complain. When I think about my quality of life now, I am forever grateful to our Lord for his healing power.
No weapon that is formed against thee shall prosper;