I Believe in Miracles by Kuhlman Kathryn

Author:Kuhlman Kathryn [Kathryn, Kuhlman]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Body, Religion, General, Mind & Spirit/General, Biblical Meditations
ISBN: 9781458796141
Google: 2ENJnwEACAAJ
Publisher: ReadHowYouWant.com, Limited
Published: 1996-06-27T09:23:57.721000+00:00

13

Amelia “I Want to See Jesus!”

The four-year-old child had just arrived home from the Miracle Service. Upon entering the house she rushed up excitedly to the picture of the Last Supper.

“That’s Him, Grandma” she exclaimed, pointing to the standing figure in the painting. “That’s Jesus! I saw him over at Miss Kuhlman’s today.”

The small girl had been taken to the service that afternoon by her grandmother—one of the rare occasions that she had been taken out in public for many weeks, so appalling was her appearance.

Some eight months before, little Amelia had awakened one morning with what appeared to be patches of a wet rash on her arms and legs. Before the week was out, her entire body was covered with running sores.

The first doctor to whom she was taken diagnosed the trouble as eczema. He prescribed treatment, but her condition continued to worsen.

As the days went on, the sores began to bleed badly, and her whole body had to be encased in cloths. No water could touch her, and she was cleansed as gently as possible, with oil. Her arms were wrapped in bandages, and unable to bend them, they hung straight at the child’s side. As her grandmother says: “Her whole skin was cracked open. Blood and pus constantly oozed out. She was in continual pain, and it was torture for her to have the dressings changed. She screamed if anyone came near her.”

It grew impossible to comb her hair, so covered with sores was her scalp. She had no eyebrows whatsoever and her eyelids had been eaten away with sores. Her ears were actually rotting away, and one ear seemed literally to be falling off, so devoured was it by disease.

In the early stages of her disease she had been able to play with other children, but now her appearance revolted them and not only did they shun her, they were not allowed by their parents to visit her.

Before her face and head became so badly ravaged, her mother had tried to take her on a streetcar, but even then no one would sit beside her, and were reluctant to use even the seats adjacent to her. Young as she was, Amelia was pathetically conscious of the horror she engendered in others. She did not know why people stared, then turned away with an expression in their eyes she did not understand. It made her intensely unhappy. She would often cry and say to her mother, “Why doesn’t anyone like me?” until the time came that she was virtually never taken out of the house.

As long as she was able, she played around her own home. When her mother let her help with the household chores to keep her occupied, she was pleased and proud. But even this had to be stopped as it became increasingly painful for the child to move and impossible for her to bend her arms.

Doctor after doctor was consulted. They disagreed on diagnosis, but were in unanimous agreement on one point; whatever

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