It was 1958, and I (Michael Sanders) was only 3 1/2 years old. Martha, my 2 year old sister, had a blood tumor about the size of a 50-cent piece appear on her back. Dad and Mom took her to the doctor in Shreveport La and the doctor said it needed to be taken care of, because, should it rupture, she could bleed to death.
I can, at that young age, remember the great concern of my parents. We didn’t have a lot in terms of finances. However, Dad and Mom had lots of faith!
Our neighbors Jim and Lavonne, were part of our church family in Shreveport (now King’s Temple), and they came over on this particular night and there was a prayer meeting going on for Martha. Now, they didn’t mumble a prayer for a few minutes and leave… Oh no! They prayed most of the night and maybe into the early morning – they knew how to pray! I went to sleep hearing my parents and neighbors praying fervently for Martha.
When the sun came up the next morning, there was excitement in house! Martha’s blood tumor had decided to leave somewhere in the night!
Thank God for His healing power!
When God does these kind of things it makes me want to sing LOUD, “Jesus I’ll Never Forget What You Have Done For Me!”