Lynn Gehringer
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I think have a gift that I was not even aware of until my 40's when working in a hospital. While doing an EKG, an elderly woman grabbed my hands and pulled them on her chest and told me I had healing hands. I blew this off, although I realized when she did this, my hands had the feeling of touching a plasma ball, that prickly sensation. A few weeks later, this happened again, and then again and again.
Maybe a year or so later, my now ex son-in-law was in an accident and had a 2% chance of surviving. He was in a coma and my daughter was devastated. I mentioned the "hand thing" to her. Now, I realize that I am doing nothing and if this has any validity whatsoever, it is our Lord who is using my hands. And, I question why He would use my hands, as He can do these things without them. Anyway, she said to give it a go, so I did. His eyes opened up and he was on the way to recovery and recovered 100%.
This has happened several times since and it makes me wonder. I do remember being in church one day and there was a girl that I did not know and the pastor asked those who wished to come and lay hands and pray for this girl who had a myriad of medical issues. I started to get up and felt the distinct feeling of someone telling me not to go there. I have never heard the audible voice of God, but this was such a strong feeling and I did not go. I never saw her again and have no idea what happened to her, but I knew somehow that it was not my place to go.
This also seems to work by remote control. A friend, who is in extremely poor health, was told that his sister was dying and was on life support and they were going to turn it off in 10 days. He told me that he was going to fly there on the 9th day as he did not have the strength to be there that long. That night, I was given the impression to call him and tell him that she was not going to make it 10 days and he needed to go in the morning. I called him in the morning and told him what had happened. I said that I would pray that my hands be on his hands and he booked a flight out. He did as I said and he said he felt the same prickly feeling. Her eyes opened and she began to slowly breathe on her own and need less help from the vent. She was taken off the vent that evening and was out of the hospital a few days later.
This is not something that happens on a regular basis, just once in awhile, but always at critical times. It is an odd feeling.
It is not the only odd thing about me. I seem to be able to talk to animals in the woods and they will come right up to me. Many people have been with me and have seen this and are always giving me "the Look". I was in the local thrift shop last week and it was near closing time and a bird had gotten in the store in the morning and they had spent the entire day trying to get it out. I told them to stop what they were doing and I would get it. They asked me just how I was going to do this and I said I would pick it up and got "the Look". The bird landed, I talked to it and it looked at me and came over to me and I picked it up. It did not struggle and just chirped. I petted it and showed it to the other people, then took it outside, where it flew away.
My life is just odd.
Maybe a year or so later, my now ex son-in-law was in an accident and had a 2% chance of surviving. He was in a coma and my daughter was devastated. I mentioned the "hand thing" to her. Now, I realize that I am doing nothing and if this has any validity whatsoever, it is our Lord who is using my hands. And, I question why He would use my hands, as He can do these things without them. Anyway, she said to give it a go, so I did. His eyes opened up and he was on the way to recovery and recovered 100%.
This has happened several times since and it makes me wonder. I do remember being in church one day and there was a girl that I did not know and the pastor asked those who wished to come and lay hands and pray for this girl who had a myriad of medical issues. I started to get up and felt the distinct feeling of someone telling me not to go there. I have never heard the audible voice of God, but this was such a strong feeling and I did not go. I never saw her again and have no idea what happened to her, but I knew somehow that it was not my place to go.
This also seems to work by remote control. A friend, who is in extremely poor health, was told that his sister was dying and was on life support and they were going to turn it off in 10 days. He told me that he was going to fly there on the 9th day as he did not have the strength to be there that long. That night, I was given the impression to call him and tell him that she was not going to make it 10 days and he needed to go in the morning. I called him in the morning and told him what had happened. I said that I would pray that my hands be on his hands and he booked a flight out. He did as I said and he said he felt the same prickly feeling. Her eyes opened and she began to slowly breathe on her own and need less help from the vent. She was taken off the vent that evening and was out of the hospital a few days later.
This is not something that happens on a regular basis, just once in awhile, but always at critical times. It is an odd feeling.
It is not the only odd thing about me. I seem to be able to talk to animals in the woods and they will come right up to me. Many people have been with me and have seen this and are always giving me "the Look". I was in the local thrift shop last week and it was near closing time and a bird had gotten in the store in the morning and they had spent the entire day trying to get it out. I told them to stop what they were doing and I would get it. They asked me just how I was going to do this and I said I would pick it up and got "the Look". The bird landed, I talked to it and it looked at me and came over to me and I picked it up. It did not struggle and just chirped. I petted it and showed it to the other people, then took it outside, where it flew away.
My life is just odd.