The world, including the church, is full of broken people. This brokeness is manifested physically, emotionally, and spiritually. When honest with ourselves we feel our broken nature and long to be made whole. Enter Jesus, the beginning and the end, the creator of this broken world, though he did not create the world broken and does not wish it to remain so. He wishes to transform us, to mend our broken bodies and souls.

Last Sunday, our church held a night of worship and prayer. A night for the broken to come before their creator and to be made whole. Since that night, stories of restoration have made their way around. Was anybody healed physically? I don’t know and have not heard.

This past weekend my daughter was sick. For several days we could not keep her fever down. On Monday afternoon as Bella laid in my lap sleeping, I was thinking about this night of healing and all of the people Jesus and his disciples healed. I said a simple prayer for her to be healed, nothing I haven’t done before. This time was different. I knew that Jesus was going to rid Bella of her fever. Nothing I can explain, just a certainty that it was done. An hour later she woke up without a fever. Was she healed or was she finally over her fever? Believe what you will, but in the midst of that moment I knew Jesus had touched Bella and healed her broken body.