May 21, 2016 - 04:54 PM Chester from United States A testimony of God’s grace and healing through music & prayer. As an interstate truck driver, I was spending my home-away-from-home time with my son and in-laws on the Oregon coast in the summer of 2008. The same day I arrived, my father-in-law, Bob, was admitted to the local hospital for a colon surgery.
I spent my first two days visiting my son, daughter-in-law and new grandchild. The third day of my visit, I drove my mother-in-law, Jackie, to the hospital to see Bob. As we entered the room where Bob was, three nurses were trying to hold him down. He had had a bad reaction to some pre-surgery medicine and was violently kicking his feet and arms. He was growling through his teeth: “There are knives in here!! There are knives on the door!! Open the door, there are knives in here!!!” Jackie tried to tell and show Bob that the door was open, but Bob still kept yelling. Then Crystal, my niece, said that a half hour ago it started with him seeing six men robed in black standing around his bed, then he started yelling about the knives.
While the nurses were trying to control him, I asked Bob “what do you see exactly?” I believed he was seeing into the next dimension. All he could do was talk about the knives in the door. The nurses then asked me to step aside so they could hold him down again. As I walked around the end of the bed, I asked one of the nurses (not knowing why) if there was a guitar close by. She surprisedly responded “Yes! A doctor brought one in last night.”
I asked her if she could bring it to me, and once she did, I sat in a corner of Bob’s room and started strumming Amazing Grace. Just one minute into the song, Bob relaxed his limbs and became completely calm. Shortly after that, the nurses asked us to leave the room as Bob was now sleeping and in need of rest due to the strenuous episode.
I gave the nurse the guitar and we all stood at Bob’s bedside to say goodbye. When it came my turn to speak, I asked Jackie if I could pray for Bob. Jackie looked at me with such relief because, despite her being an unbeliever, she herself was healed from a stroke through a prayer cloth bro Branham prayed for, we gave her several years before. And, I could tell that she was relieved to have Bob prayed for. After a simple prayer, I was leaving the hospital when a nurse stopped me and told me she believed the music really helped calm Bob down.
Just a couple days later, I was back on the road, and called to see how Bob was doing. The nurses and family were all surprised that Bob’s recovery was so full and quick that he was now ready for the original surgery, which also went well. Bob lived for six years after this incident and never did have that type of episode again.
This testimony is intended only for the glory of God in Jesus name.
Bro. Chester
1 Samuel 16:15-17