Most people would have been bothered at one time or another with rats. To get rid of them, apart from the usual traps and sticky-foot boards, another solution commonly used is Wafarin - a deadly poison usually in the form of little pink granules. Thus when the rats eat the Wafarin, they would develop severe thirst, they will look for water, and while quenching their thirst, would have severe internal haemorrhage which is followed by certain death. 

So what if your doctor prescribes Wafarin for you to be taken daily? It must be more than slightly disturbing. This was what was prescribed for me when my cardiologist diagnosed atrial fibrillation, which is a fast irregular quiver of the heart's upper chambers. During these periods, with the heart pumping irregularly and ever so often, even fails to pump any blood at all. This is when the blood would remain in the upper chamber and possibilities of formation of clots are high. Then, when blood is pumped out of the heart, the blood clots may travel to the brain or elsewhere. The result - a debilitating stroke. Thus, Wafarin, an anticoagulant, taken in closely monitored and regulated dosages is intended to prevent the blood from coagulating, thereby preventing the formation of blood clots which is the cause of strokes. Understandably, such a regime in my condition, is highly disturbing. Take the deadly rat poison to reduce the probability of suffering a stroke, or stay off it and face the high risk of being crippled!

I had shared my health problems and apprehensions with members of my fellowship and they prayed for me at our various fellowship meetings. Then, one evening, while having refreshments after our fellowship, they prayed over me. Involuntarily, my knees crumbled and I fell backwards-stretched face up on the living room floor. While conscious of those around and above me praying, I began to feel my heartbeats increasing both in strength and regularity. I felt my heart beating strongly against my chest. But I was calm and at peace. I felt a warm and strong pressure as if someone's hot hand was pressing against my chest. 

After experiencing this sensation for some time, I 'awoke' to see the radiant faces of the members of my fellowship looking down on me. I asked if anyone had pressed a hot hand on my chest? They assured me that none of them had touched me. However, they could see my heart beating stronger and stronger under my shirt.

Half an hour later, back home and while changing to go to bed, I looked at myself in the mirror when I saw a distinctly dark pink imprint of a palm and five fingers on my chest. This was incredible because no one had touched me. I asked my wife and son to tell me if I was mistaken. But they confirmed what I had seen myself. Truly, not only has the Lord touched me, but also He has left a clear imprint of His hand on my chest. The healing touch of God is not only real, it is also visible!

Some months later, I had an appointment in Singapore for another medical check-up. I am now convinced of the effectiveness of God's healing touch as well as Jesus' promise that all I had to do was to ask, and it will be given (Luke 11:9), I continued to pray and asked in faith that I would have a good report and that another by-pass operation would not be necessary. After conducting two thallium scans, the specialist pronounced that there was only a minor occlusion in one of the vein grafts, which had already been detected some months before by my regular cardiologist.The nuclear specialist said this condition was not unexpected and normal more than eight years after a bypass.

Then the next day, after a series of two echo scans, and to my great relief, thank God, my cardiologist said that I had done very well on the treadmill and that he was surprised that the results were better than the previous time, a few months earlier!

My prayer and those of my fellowship group, have been answered! Praise the Lord! I cannot ask for anything more - except to ask our good Lord to continue to keep me in good health. And that, whatever time is allotted to me, I will try my utmost to contribute to the glorification of His name. The Lord is good and caring. He hears and answers our prayers. His healing touch is real. Glory be to our beloved Lord.