What Faith Is by Kenneth E. Hagin

Author:Kenneth E. Hagin
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: prosperity, Bible, Christ, Faith, Jesus, What Faith Is, belief
Published: 2011-09-30T10:54:13+00:00

Hope says, "I'll get it sometime."

As long as you hope, the answer will never materialize. But the moment you start believing, it will work.

That's the lesson I learned on the bed of sickness many years ago. I had lain on that bed for 16 long months. In fact, I had been sick all my life. I never had run and played like other children. I did not have a normal childhood.

At the age of 15, I became totally bedfast. Five doctors were called in on my case. One of them had practiced at the Mayo Clinic and was considered one of the best doctors in America.

They agreed there was absolutely no hope for me. As far as medical science knew, no one in my condition had ever lived past age 16.

Thank God for all the good books and tapes we have today on faith and healing. There wasn't too much written about the subject in those days, and what there was I didn't know about.

When you're bedfast 24 hours a day, you can do a lot of praying. I prayed hours on end, day after day, week after week, month after month. I cried and prayed, "Dear Lord Jesus, please heal me." I begged Him to heal me. Several nights I prayed all night long.

I was thoroughly saved, but my praying brought no results.

I'd pray—and I'd be certain God had heard me, because I had a spiritual feeling of some kind. I'd just feel that this was it. Then I'd feel my pulse. My heart wouldn't be beating right. My legs were still paralyzed, lifeless bones with a little skin stretched over them, no meat, no muscles in the thighs or calves.

I would start crying and say, "Lord, I thought You were going to heal me. I felt like You did. I just knew it. But You didn't!"

I couldn't understand it. For a while—about a month—I wouldn't even look at the Bible. I decided I might as well give up.

Then I'd go right down to death's door—right down into the throes of death. You could see where I'd worn all the varnish off the headboard of my bed as I held onto it, fighting death with every fiber of my being.

Then I would come back to the Word of God, and although I couldn't see where I was missing it, I would try to act on God's Word. I would get some help and somehow get over the attacks, but still I did not receive my healing.

Finally, on the second Tuesday of August 1934, after being on the bed of sickness for 16 months, I was praying at about 8:30

in the morning, and I said to the Lord, "Now, dear Lord Jesus, when You were here on earth, You said in Mark 11:24, 'What things soever ye desire, when ye pray, believe that ye receive them, and ye shall have them. ' Dear Lord Jesus, I desire to be healed.

"You said, 'When you pray. ' I have prayed.

"You said, 'Believe.

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