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I found myself in a season of prayer. A strong necessity of unbroken silent intercession had gripped my heart. People I was in association with everyday were totally unaware of that which was taking place in the deepest recesses of my heart and soul. Have you ever had heaven come to rendezvous with your spirit man, even while you are going about your daily task? This is what happened, and it put an indelible mark on the way that I pray for the sick. It happened suddenly, but only after a lifetime of soliciting God on the subject of prayer for the sick.

I found myself locked in a mental vision that would last for days; and, even now as I journal this experience, there is instant recall as to what took place. In my mind’s eye I could see the Lord tied to the whipping post. The strong hand of human judgment, holding a whip, was ripping the flesh off Christ’s back. It was a sobering experience. My thoughts raced back to Psalms 129:3, “They plowed my back like farmers plow fields. They made the furrows long.” Why do farmers plow fields? Is it not to plant seeds for future harvest? A verse often mentioned regard-ing healing is Isaiah 53:5 and 1 Peter 2:24, “And by His stripes we are healed.” In a split second the scene changed, and to my amazement the Word of God, the Bible, was tied to the whipping post, and the strong hand of human judgment was ripping pages right out of the Word of God. It is a scene I will never forget. I saw them ripping out things they no longer believed just the same as if it had been Jesus, the Son of God, there on The Pavement of Judgment in Jerusalem.

Some may ask, “What is the meaning of all of this to you?”. I can only say that men and philosophy have made a concerted effort to disapprove the Word of God, and today there is an all out attempt to discredit the Word of God. You may even think of it this way, “The furrows were long”, and many who have taken it upon themselves destroy the influence of the Word of God on men and nations most certainly are not aware of this passage. As long as mustard seeds of faith can be planted in those long furrows that reach until today, YOUR MOUNTAINS OF SICKNESS CAN BE MOVED. WE BELIEVE IN YOU!

Your loving pastors,

Cleddie and GayNell Keith

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