I was Healed
By Kathy Hayes | June 16, 2009
When I was a little girl, about 8 years old, I started getting stomach aches. They were so intense I would go to bed and curl up in a ball and cry. Sometimes they lasted a full day, sometimes less. But as time went on, they came more frequently, until I missed several days of school each month. My mother finally took me to our country doctor. He asked me some questions and poked and prodded but couldn’t find anything wrong. He concluded that it was a result of stress. I felt guilty.
I loved school so somewhere along in my latter grade school years I decided I was going to have to bear the pain and go to school anyway. It was better than staying home. So I learned to live with it. It progressed into a chronic handicap with a life of its own. I didn’t complain or even tell people about it because I didn’t want anyone to think there was something wrong with me. After all, it was my fault, right?
When I met and fell in love with my husband Lee, I shared my secret. By that time I was in pain all the time. He was alarmed and wanted to help. So he took me to a renowned medical clinic for a complete work-up. Here they did blood work, x-rays, examinations and interviews, but still came up with the same conclusion: there was nothing wrong with me! And yet, why was I in such terrible pain all the time?!
At that point I decided there was no help for me. But I decided I would not let the pain stop me. I was going to live my life as if I was well and whole. And so I pretty much did. I married, had children, went through nursing school, worked, and went on with my life. At times the pain got so bad I’d double over and cry, but most of the time I suffered in silence.
In 1980 I received Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior. I began to read and study the Bible, and became part of a church that believed and preached healing. I went forward for prayer several times, and the pain lessened but then came back again. I was embarrassed to keep asking, especially in front of the church. So the years came and went, always with my unwanted companion of pain.
Then I met Andy through a nutritionist I’d been seeing. He was an extraordinary teenager who wanted to someday become a Naturopathic doctor. He loved people and wanted to help them, and already had a practice of his own. He was working to balance people’s pH with diet and supplements. He was baffled at my pain, but thought his program might be of some help. And it did help a little, but not significantly. Then I moved away and quit going to him.
One night I was experiencing particularly intense pain and sat down and wrote Andy a letter. I hadn’t seen him for about 3 years, so I reminded him of some of my history and told him how miserable I felt and asked him if he had any new ideas for relief. Then Lee and I prayed over the letter. Unbeknownst to me Andy received the letter on a Thursday and decided to spend the following weekend fasting and praying for me! He called me on the telephone Monday evening and said he found my answer! He said he had never met, but knew of a woman who did cranial sacral massage that would be used by God to heal me! I was amazed, first of all that he would fast and pray for me, and then that he heard from God and was convinced that I could and would be healed!
Two days later I visited Katchy, the massage therapist. A little bit nervous about what she would do and what she believed in, I asked her, "So I hear you heal people." She replied, "Oh no I don't heal people. Only God can heal people and sometimes he uses me." With that, I slipped my shoes off, and laid down on her massage table. She put her hands about a foot above my body, first over my head, then my midsection, and then my feet. Then she slowly walked back and did it again. Then she said she knew what was wrong (!): my spinal cord was twisted just behind the core of the pain. This apparently happened when my father threw me against the wall in one of his episodes of rage. I asked her what could be done about it and she said she could fix it!
She gently worked on me for an hour, and the pain went away. I walked out of her house trying hard to believe, but quite sure the pain would return any minute. That was 10 years ago, and I’ve never had it since! Praise God! He IS a healer! God designed me perfectly, but through an injury to my spine I suffered for 47 years. But He wanted me restored and used Andy to send me to Katchy who used her God-given gifts to bring His healing!
Back
I loved school so somewhere along in my latter grade school years I decided I was going to have to bear the pain and go to school anyway. It was better than staying home. So I learned to live with it. It progressed into a chronic handicap with a life of its own. I didn’t complain or even tell people about it because I didn’t want anyone to think there was something wrong with me. After all, it was my fault, right?
When I met and fell in love with my husband Lee, I shared my secret. By that time I was in pain all the time. He was alarmed and wanted to help. So he took me to a renowned medical clinic for a complete work-up. Here they did blood work, x-rays, examinations and interviews, but still came up with the same conclusion: there was nothing wrong with me! And yet, why was I in such terrible pain all the time?!
At that point I decided there was no help for me. But I decided I would not let the pain stop me. I was going to live my life as if I was well and whole. And so I pretty much did. I married, had children, went through nursing school, worked, and went on with my life. At times the pain got so bad I’d double over and cry, but most of the time I suffered in silence.
In 1980 I received Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior. I began to read and study the Bible, and became part of a church that believed and preached healing. I went forward for prayer several times, and the pain lessened but then came back again. I was embarrassed to keep asking, especially in front of the church. So the years came and went, always with my unwanted companion of pain.
Then I met Andy through a nutritionist I’d been seeing. He was an extraordinary teenager who wanted to someday become a Naturopathic doctor. He loved people and wanted to help them, and already had a practice of his own. He was working to balance people’s pH with diet and supplements. He was baffled at my pain, but thought his program might be of some help. And it did help a little, but not significantly. Then I moved away and quit going to him.
One night I was experiencing particularly intense pain and sat down and wrote Andy a letter. I hadn’t seen him for about 3 years, so I reminded him of some of my history and told him how miserable I felt and asked him if he had any new ideas for relief. Then Lee and I prayed over the letter. Unbeknownst to me Andy received the letter on a Thursday and decided to spend the following weekend fasting and praying for me! He called me on the telephone Monday evening and said he found my answer! He said he had never met, but knew of a woman who did cranial sacral massage that would be used by God to heal me! I was amazed, first of all that he would fast and pray for me, and then that he heard from God and was convinced that I could and would be healed!
Two days later I visited Katchy, the massage therapist. A little bit nervous about what she would do and what she believed in, I asked her, "So I hear you heal people." She replied, "Oh no I don't heal people. Only God can heal people and sometimes he uses me." With that, I slipped my shoes off, and laid down on her massage table. She put her hands about a foot above my body, first over my head, then my midsection, and then my feet. Then she slowly walked back and did it again. Then she said she knew what was wrong (!): my spinal cord was twisted just behind the core of the pain. This apparently happened when my father threw me against the wall in one of his episodes of rage. I asked her what could be done about it and she said she could fix it!
She gently worked on me for an hour, and the pain went away. I walked out of her house trying hard to believe, but quite sure the pain would return any minute. That was 10 years ago, and I’ve never had it since! Praise God! He IS a healer! God designed me perfectly, but through an injury to my spine I suffered for 47 years. But He wanted me restored and used Andy to send me to Katchy who used her God-given gifts to bring His healing!