In early July 2013, I felt a sore in my right knee. Initially, I didn’t think much about it but as the week went by, it became increasingly painful. Then on the Friday of that week, at 4.00am, I was awoken from my sleep by a sharp pain in my right knee. I immediately sat up and realised that it was hard to bend my right knee and I had trouble standing up. I tried to recall how I might have injured it, and the most recent memory of a similar excruciating pain in my right knee was from about a year ago. At that time, the pain went away after a friend gave me a Japanese medicated plaster called “tokuhon” or “脱苦海”, which relieves muscle aches and pain, to apply on my knee. I thought maybe that would be the cure as well this time, if I could find a “tokuhon” at 4.00am in Singapore!
So instead, I started praying. I prayed until I ran out of words to say and ended by repeating the name of Jesus, asking for Jesus to come and heal my knee. I prayed till I fell asleep. An hour or so later, I woke up to get ready for work, but I could still feel the pain in my right knee and walked with some difficulty.
During my daily, committed time of prayer, I continued to pray and believe that Jesus would heal me. At the end of an hour, I didn’t feel the pain anymore, just a stiffness that made my walk awkward. I felt that my right leg was a little longer than my left and I didn’t walk smoothly. However, there was no more pain in my right knee. I wondered, “Have I been healed?”
I went through the rest of the day with stiffness in my joint. Every flight of stairs to climb was a challenge to my faith that I had been healed. Each time I had to bend my knees to sit down or to reach something low, I doubted if I had been healed. I contemplated buying a Tiger Balm plaster, probably the best alternative to “tokuhon” here, just in case the pain in the knee returned to cripple me over the weekend. I also thought about going to the doctor to get a prescription.
As these thoughts went through my mind, I told myself to stop thinking about how to heal myself, because I am healed by the wounds Jesus bore for me on the cross, which was a promise written in the Bible in Isaiah 53:5. I clung on to God’s word and believed that I had been healed.
During cell group that evening, I was paired to pray with a cell sister who shared that she had a pain in her shoulder joint for a while. I prayed and proclaimed that God would heal us. As I prayed, peace filled my heart and I knew that the healing was completed.
On Saturday morning, I woke free from pain and stiffness in my right knee. I had been completely healed! I didn’t have to use a “tokuhon” or a Tiger Balm plaster. I just had to call on the name of Jesus!
To add, the sermon that weekend by Pastor Poh Wee Long was on “Touching Where It Hurts”, which was just icing to the cake! Whether the pain is in the mind, in the spirit or in the body, Jesus has the authority over it and He can remove it! Jesus definitely touched my right knee when it hurt the most, and took away the pain. He has authority over sicknesses. Thank you Jesus!
Psalm 103:1-3 “Praise the Lord, my soul; all my inmost being, praise his holy name. Praise the Lord, my soul, and forget not all his benefits—who forgives all your sins and heals all your diseases,”