XXIV. God heals a coma and turns a hurricane
by Bill Hunt
"The doctor said he has a ten percent chance of living, and if he does, he'll be just a vegetable," the blond waitress cried.
One night in a motel restaurant, I overheard a young waitress explaining to her friend that her brother was now lying in the hospital in a serious coma from a motorcycle accident.
The Holy Spirit would not leave me alone. I walked over to her.
"Did I hear you right? I'm a Pentecostal minister. Would you like me to go to the hospital and pray for your brother?"
Although not a church going family, the young waitress called her parents and arranged for them and another brother to meet us in the intensive care unit at Monroe Regional Hospital in Ocala. The nurse asked for my credentials when we arrived and we entered.
The patient was in a serious coma with blood visibly clotted all through his bandaged head and shoulder. A car driven by an elderly lady collided with him and threw him from his motorcycle a distance to the asphalt pavement.
"He has a ten percent chance of living, and if he does, he'll just be a vegetable." The attending nurse repeated the doctor's prognosis. To me it was a demand for God's healing power.
The family and I joined hands around his bed, and I gave them each a chance to pray vocally from the heart, then I quietly commanded the healing. From around the room, the nurses attending other patients watched.
As we prayed, a strange and wonderful heat came down over the patient and over each one of us. It was a loving heat; it was a radiant heat. The family smiled and we softly sang "Amazing Grace." We all knew God was doing his work. Each of us felt the beautiful heat.
Two weeks later, the waitress reported in the restaurant her brother was out of bed in ten days and transferred to a recovery ward, giving the nurses a “hard time”. Initially, he only suffered a slight slur to his speech left from the coma.
On the Florida coast one afternoon, Mary and I heard the hotel announcement that Hurricane Hugo was about to make landfall in Daytona Beach. We headed right down from our room to the sandy beach and faced the ocean waves.
The storm presented a huge, ugly wall of ominous dark and boiling clouds. I was amazed to see how wall-like it was, a gigantic black formation high into the heavens before us.
"I was so happy to go along with you in this conference," said Mary. "Our days were planned and we had reliable baby sitters. This oncoming hurricane was threatening to shut down my rare vacation from taking care of our six children. And I didn't like that.
“In those days, the Lord was teaching us the power of the spoken word in faith. Of speaking to the mountain and not to doubt in your heart."
v22 "Have faith in God," Jesus answered. 23 "I tell you the truth, if anyone says to this mountain, 'Go, throw yourself into the sea,' and does not doubt in his heart but believes that what he says will happen, it will be done for him” (Mark 11:22-23 NIV).
Mary and I began to pray out loud with all our hearts, shouting into the winds with our arms raised in prayer. We could barely hear our own voices. In the name of Jesus, we commanded the storm to stop. Mary suddenly said, "God wants us to send this hurricane elsewhere."
"Yes," I said. "That's what he just told me."
I remembered Jonah's reluctance to prophesy against Nineveh as I gazed into the huge gray breakers violently rolling a few feet away in front of us.
“The engulfing waters threatened me,
the deep surrounded me;
seaweed was wrapped around my head” (Jonah 2:5).
The meteorological reports showed Hurricane Hugo stopped on the brink of landfall at Daytona Beach, turned north off the Atlantic coast, and finally made landfall, cutting a direct swath from the Atlantic shore direct to the inland city of Charlotte, North Carolina.
v12 “I tell you the truth, anyone who has faith in me will do what I have been doing. He will do even greater things than these, because I am going to the Father” (John 14:12 NIV).
The words of Jesus are true, and they are spoken to all his disciples.
(True Story # 24 of the series “100 Million Miracles”.)
Bill, welcome back. I have so missed your miracle here on FW. I know you are busy elsewhere, but please continue these stories of His wondrous works and marvelous healings. God Bless you my friend, Debby.