True Story
Many years had passed since Daddy went to Heaven’s gates
A small remembrance of him found and given to me by his second wife
Old and worn his wallet from long ago
Pictures of his lil’ children and a faded woman no one knows
A couple of two dollar bills one Canadian one American
Silver certificates, bills dated 1935
His ordained minister card and a prayer cloth
The meaning of the cloth came from Paul Acts 19: 12
When they took handkerchiefs and aprons of his clothes and laid them on the sick
They were healed
Holding the cloth in my hand
You could still smell the anointing oil
I wondered for awhile had it help him with his request
Placing the card and the cloth back were it had rested for many years
Next week a scheduled day at the hospital
Remove the tumor that was found be it malignant or benign
But when the doctor went to check for final time
Gone, no longer there
Amazed, bewildered, how can this be?
These things just don’t disappear she said
Test ran confirming it was no longer there
Could it be the power of healing through the cloth?
I leave that up to you and God
Patricia Gale
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