DAY 6

Belinda Petherick-Kerr | Re:Hope West End

One Saturday last October my toilet tried to kill me. 

I’d just come out of the shower, rested my foot on the toilet to do my nails… and slipped. My right foot went right down into the s-bend as I fell backwards, my body twisting as I hit the ground, my head banging the wall behind me. As I fell, I was horrified to see my ankle and leg going into a shape it could not possibly be in and I knew something would break. I screamed out in pain and fear “God help me! Jesus help me!” God gave me the strength to haul myself up off the floor. I absolutely couldn’t have done that without his intervention. I released my foot and sat on the toilet. The pain in my foot, ankle and leg was severe. I have had surgery on both ankles in the past and I knew this was bad. 

I put my hands on my ankle and foot just poured out prayers. I noticed I was praying in tongues as I pleaded with God to heal me from whatever injury I’d sustained. I couldn’t put any weight through my foot so I hopped to the bed. Coincidentally, my daughter called me right then. She prayed. The pain immediately eased a lot. After X-rays, I was told I had a severe soft tissue injury in my foot and ankle, that I would need crutches several weeks then six to twelve weeks of rehab. I was gutted. The next day I was determined to go to church – I wanted to praise God for getting me off the floor and I wanted to ask people to pray for me. I was prayed for by five separate folk who just came up to me and prayed when they saw me struggling to walk. I am so grateful for them. 

That evening, I felt something change in my foot. I tried to put weight through it. It didn’t hurt. I tried walking very slowly with just one crutch then none. No pain. I mean NO pain. Two days later we handed back the crutches and cancelled all the follow-up appointments. God healed me. He is amazing! He hears prayers and he answers.