Young woman smile, authority in her eyes, head turned slightly, she means business, well, to be precise, she is there for good reason, she expects to meet the Spirit, and when she does, her healing will begin, she is excited. Her Mother assists her, a little cautious herself, she has been to many healers, and has seen the disappointment in her daughters eyes, how could she not have doubts.
Did Jesus say, get up, and they simply got up, it wasn’t too difficult, once you have faith. Is my hair all right, it’s the first thing they notice, it’s always a man, the hair, to the side or long fringe, ma, does it look all right. The car is loaded, she moves with assistance, they reach the destination. Sure enough, they meet the Spirit, there is an exchange of feelings, well being, inside she begins to feel warm, something inside her has woken up.
Your man won’t last, you better get there soon, he listens to the recommendation, the old man is moving on, so they say. Solomon sighed, the candle and the oil brigade, it helps. Every time there is doubt, remember he says, the Spirit, flying about, the great events thereafter, have no doubts. Solomon read the old stories; where faith was strong, The Spirit worked easy, in a modern world, where the material was king in so many lives, he wondered, if they could put aside their preferences for awhile, and have a bit of faith.
Her eyes widen, he nods, he asks for help, the sun appears, and healing begins.