I used to go to church when I felt like it, 
or if I had enough time. I only prayed when I had a terrible problem. Sometimes, my prayer was answered, but usually it was not. I was a "911" Christian. Then in August 1994, I was diagnosed with a degenerative neurological disorder that interfered with my balance, coordination, and fine-motor control.
     Some friends, including my husband, Bill, encouraged me to attend a prayer and healing class at St. Paul's United Methodist Church in July, 1997. What did I have to lose? I figured it would be all right for somebody to pray for me. Nothing could have prepared me for what was to come!!
     I watched and listened intently for the first two meetings, marveling over the wonderful testimonies that were given. The instructor and students kept referring to the Baptism in the Holy Spirit, which I asked someone to explain. I remained confused to a degree on this, partly due to my own lack of knowledge of the Scriptures. One of the concepts I did understand was that the Holy Spirit could be invited into that room to heal someone in the name of Jesus.

 During the third class, I asked for healing. The person who prayed for me asked the Holy Spirit to enter my body and provide an outward demonstration of an inner healing. He did!!!!! My arms started moving around and my body started twisting. This continued for about ten minutes. I was not causing this movement. I cried all the way home, because I had never really believed that there was a God. Now, I knew there was!
     Not long after that, I learned that I was a child of God. Although I had heard this many times before, it never meant anything to me. This impacted me tremendously to know that God loved me. I had been exposed to years of verbal abuse and I never had an earthly father who loved me. I didn't even like myself. It was such a comfort to learn that God did. Unfortunately, I had a great deal of bitterness and resentment built up over the years.
     I learned that God is Sovereign. He is the one who decides who, what and when someone gets cured. He knew I needed inner healing and healing of memories more than I needed the neurological problem resolved. After all, the medical problem is only a little inconvenience.
     In the meantime, Bill and I had read everything we could on healing, baptism in the Holy Spirit and Jesus' teachings. We listened to audio tapes and watched video tapes. We read God's word and continued going to the healing class. Eventually, Bill and I were both baptized in the Holy Spirit and turned our lives over to Jesus.
     As the months went by, I found I could confess my sins and forgive those who had hurt me. This was necessary before physical or inner healing could occur. I went through some inner healing exercises such as visualizing Jesus was in the room with me during some traumatic incidents in my life. The Lord dissolved my bitterness and resentfulness and I grew happier and at peace with myself. I never had liked myself, but as time went by, I not only began to like myself, I grew to feel worthy of God's love.
     Jesus is the same, yesterday, today, and forever. I have discovered it is possible to enjoy heaven on earth today, with all of God's promised abundance and blessings. I have joy in my heart and the indwelling of the Holy Spirit. With God, all things are possible.

Becky 1997

Hal's Note: Allow me as the teacher of this class to add that Becky has become a very effective prayer warrior in her own right. Many times I have seen others touched by her ministry. Her husband Bill is now a pastor of two churches in Rancho Cucamonga, CA

The following is a recent addition that shows how much she has grown:

Highlights of God's healing power in the Dominican Republic