We are a Christian Fellowship meeting in North London with a strong interest in teaching
the Bible and understanding our time in
the light of Bible prophecy
In mid-August 2010, I was having lunch with two brothers from Bridge Lane Christian
Fellowship, when I winced on feeling a slight twinge of pain in my abdomen. Asked
by Michael West whether I was OK, I replied that I was – I suspected the problem
was indigestion or the way I was sitting. So I dismissed it, and we continued with
When it came to our ‘goodbyes’, Michael asked if it would be OK to pray for me –
for healing. I know Michael to be a godly man who would be unlikely to ask this
unless the Lord had specifically prompted him to do so. I agreed, even though I
was confused, since I was not aware that I needed healing, although there were odd
bits and pieces of my maturing body that were far from perfect! He prayed and we
Two days later, I found I was bleeding from, I believed, the womb/uterus. A similar
thing happened 2-3 years earlier, which resulted in an operation to remove a polyp.
I was also told I had several fibroids, which I already knew, and an abnormally
thick lining to the womb. On that occasion the polyp was removed and found to be
This latest incident brought to mind Michael’s prayer and prompted me to call him
to ask why he had prayed for me. He told me that when I experienced the pain, the
Lord had told him to pray for me; but, not wishing to appear to be laying on hands
and praying ‘willy-nilly’ for healing (as can be experienced in some Christian circles),
he chose to ignore it. However, he felt uneasy that he had not obeyed the Lord,
and questioned Him as to why he should pray. He was referred to the scripture in
which it says “… you will lay hands on the sick and they will recover …”, and only
received peace about this when he agreed to pray for me. This incident was confirmation
to him that he had indeed heard clearly the Lord’s request. I asked Michael why he
thought the Lord had asked him to do this. He believed that since the Lord knew
everything about us, He was ‘going before me’ and had everything under control –
and that I needed to trust Him for the outcome, whatever that may be.
A few days later, I found myself having another internal camera which identified
a re-growth of the previous polyp, which I was told needed to be removed, and a biopsy
taken, to ensure that there were no cancerous cells. The doctor also confirmed the
presence of my old acquaintances: several fibroids and thick womb lining.
Following Michael’s explanation, I began to trust. But it wasn’t long before I took
my eyes off the Lord, as did Peter when called by Jesus to get out of the boat and
walk on the water to Him. I grabbed friend after friend asking them if they would
pray for me, until it dawned on me that this was hardly ‘trust’; after all, the Lord
had already spoken over this incident. So a few times, I had to ask the Lord for
forgiveness for my mistrust – my unbelief. As a result, I approached the few days
before, and day of, the operation in complete peace.
The next I knew, as I tried to shake myself out of the anaesthetic, the surgeon approached
me, in what seemed an eager manner, carrying his papers. He announced that he could
not find any polyp, and the womb looked normal. Trying to get my head around this,
I asked “Well, where was the bleeding coming from?” He said he did not know – but
everything was fine, the womb looked as it should be and there were no signs of cancer.
Still rather confused, I glanced over at his papers, to make sure he had the right
ones! Since he did, I thought I’d try a few more questions: “What about the lining?”
- “It’s thin, as it should be.” Could this be my womb? Ah - “What about the
fibroids?” He said he didn’t see any fibroids, but if there were any they wouldn’t
be a problem at my age. He repeated that everything looked absolutely normal, and
therefore there was no need to have a biopsy. He left me, still scratching my head.
When my friend (‘appointed’ to look after me for the next 24 hours) came to collect
me she commented that I looked so well, and not as though I had just had an operation.
As she drove me home, I recounted the doctor’s findings. As I did so, it gradually
dawned on me that this was the Lord’s doing - His answer to Michael’s prayer for
healing; and His teaching me to trust! I have to say that my friend had silently
beaten me to this conclusion.
As if that wasn’t enough, a few days later, when I examined the Discharge Summary
the hospital doctor had given me to take to my GP, the Lord seemed, in His love,
to ‘seal’ or authenticate the hand of the Divine Healer, Jesus Himself, in this when
I read the signature of the hospital doctor concerned – Dr M West, the same name
as the Christian brother whom He used to instigate my healing!
I give God the glory: He who knows us inside-out, and indeed knew us from within
our own mother’s womb; He who knew I was seeking to trust Him more – in readiness
for what I believe will be difficult times ahead, as this world grows darker and
people are losing their sin-consciousness and seek, in their folly, to lead their
own lives as they choose – a “chasing after the wind”, as the Bible in Ecclesiastes
Having tasted – over the past 30 years of knowing God (the God of Abraham, Isaac
and Jacob) personally, through His Son, Jesus the Messiah – that the Lord is good,
in the words of an old song, three things I pray:
To see [Him] more clearly,
Love [Him] more dearly,
Follow [Him] more nearly … day by day.
By so doing, I will be in a better position to hear what He has to say to me, to
go where He tells me to go, and say/do what He wants me to say/do – to bring to others
the ever important message of salvation (saving the sinner from eternal separation
in hell from God our Father) – as someone once brought to me. He wants us to repent
and receive His forgiveness of our sins, through Jesus the Son - the only sinless
One - who died in our place. We will then be able to live life to the full now,
and have a wonderful future home in Heaven with Him.