…. they were unschooled, ordinary men …. they had been with Jesus …. the crippled man healed standing with them – Acts 4:13,14
Professor Roy Peacock:
The year was 1971. We had decided to go to the Festival of Light in central London … We arrived early. Long before the main party had arrived with the speakers and singers, we ran into a number of friends and attached ourselves to various conversational groups at different times. At one point, having felt very privileged to have met a well-known speaker, I turned to go as a woman grabbed my arm to get my attention.
“Are you a famous speaker?” she asked. Anxious not to encourage her in any way, I replied hastily that I was not, and tried to pass her on to someone more suitable.
“No,” she said, “it’s you I want to speak to. It’s about my friend here,” she continued, pointing to a large African gentleman standing just behind her. “You see, he’s dying and only has three weeks to live. Will you pray for him?”. I had never been in such a situation before, and I was terrified.
… with great hesitation, I said to him, “Do you believe the Bible? You know the Bible makes promises to those who are ill.”
Frantically in my mind I raced over every scriptural passage I had ever read, to check if there was something about healing I could say. Fortunately, quite suddenly, there was. Three verses flashed across my mind. “The Bible says that by the stripes of Jesus we are healed. It says that we shall lay hands on the sick and they shall recover. It also says that Jesus healed all those who came to him.” How these had popped into my mind I couldn’t say, but evidently they touched a nerve in thisman. His face had been creased in pain, but now with a quizzical look he slowly lifted his right hand, clenched his fist, until it was at the level of his chest and then, with a resounding thump he hit his chest and gasped out, “The pain. The pain” Then after a slight pause he added, “The pain – its actually going.”
I looked at him in blank astonishment as he went on to give me a potted version of his life story. He told me how he had followed the Lord for many years but confessed that things had gone wrong. Then he had contracted cancer. ….
“But the pain,” he shouted, “the pain has gone totally.” The joy on his face was beyond description. He lunged forward, embraced me and hugged me. Both his arms had gathered up all of my body such that my arms were trapped by his and my feet were off the ground. …. His face was lifted up to heaven, and his arms raised as high as he could managed as he worshiped the God who had met him and healed him.
We arrived home with many memories but none with greater impact than this one. I was mystified by what had happened. It was clear to me that the Lord had healed the man, although I had no medical evidence to support that. But how had the healing occured?
I had heard that the prayer of faith healed the sick, but I hadn’t prayed. I knew that we should lay hands on the sick and they will recover, but I hadn’t laid hands on the man. I knew that the elders of the church should pray, but I didn’t know of any elders around at the time ( at that time I didn’t even know what an elder was!) So now, in prayer, I asked the Lord to show me what had been going on.
My reading that morning was in Psalm 107 and included verse 20 which put it unambiguously: ‘He sent his word and healed them‘. That started a whole new train of thoughts — that God could heal not just by the standard church-approved methods but by something as simple as speaking the word. Essentially He was going beyond the influence of man, the control and the personal points gained, the prestige and the power that results, to send his word directly into a situation. To speak the word cuts through all the paraphernalia with which we so often clothe the healing ministry and leave something far simpler in its stead.
We had seen God’s word at work. … it was evident that what had happened in the man’s life was the real miracles. I didn’t need the two laws of thermodynamics to prove it to me: it was right before my eyes and I could not ignore what was going on. …. Meanwhile God continued to heal.
Source: Roy Peacock, Paradigm Shift – A scientist’s journey through experiment to faith, Authentic Media Ltd, 2013, pg 145-148
Prof Roy Peacock worked in industry for Bristol Aero Engines, Bristol-Sidderley Engines and Rolls-Royes. In 1994, he founded Thermodyne, a specialist company that provided engineering design solutions for a range of companies in the UK, USA and Italy.
He planned to be an artist but worked on aero engines, he was a religious skeptic, until the evidence supplied by his wife’s conversion started a chain of events that led to his own, and he certainly didn’t forsee his ministry of preaching and healing which developed alongside his prestigious scientific career.
Roy Peacock – Science & Faith, (Click here) – well worth reading 🙂
by 林弟兄, bro Lim
March 10, 2015
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