Stories at the Marina

Trent scanned the menu, undecided. “Fish or just chips?”

Lisa smirked. “You’ve been looking at that menu for ten minutes.”

Across the table, Daisy, their friend from church, smiled. They had met her for lunch at the marina, and today, she was explaining healing ministry from a biblical perspective. The boats bobbed gently on the water, reflecting the warm afternoon sun.

“So, healing,” Daisy said, “it’s not just about asking. It’s about faith in God’s timing.”

Trent leaned in. “So, God doesn’t always heal instantly?”

Daisy shook her head. “No. Sometimes the healing is gradual, but He always works for our good.”

Lisa nodded quickly, as usual. “Like when you plant a seed and wait for it to grow.”

“Exactly,” Daisy smiled. “Take my friend, for example. She was diagnosed with cancer in May 2024. It was a shock. She didn’t see it coming.”

Trent raised his eyebrows. “Cancer? Wow.”

“She was surprised, of course. But she decided to trust God and look for healing. She found this place called the Healing Rooms.”

Chapter 2: The Miracle Story

Trent and Lisa both leaned in now, intrigued. “The Healing Rooms?” Trent asked.

“Yes, it’s a ministry that prays for people. She attended their prayer sessions weekly, just before her Tuesday chemo.”

Lisa’s eyes widened. “She went every week?”

Daisy nodded. “Yes. She said the Monday prayers were like a tonic. They helped her face the chemo.”

Trent frowned. “Did she just… wait for something to happen?”

Daisy smiled. “No. She actively prayed for God to heal her, completely. And she wanted to be sure it was Him. She told Him, ‘Heal me, so I know it’s You.’ She didn’t want any doubt about where the healing came from.”

Trent scratched his head. “So, she had faith but didn’t just sit around doing nothing?”

“Exactly,” Daisy said. “She also prayed forgiveness prayers, because unforgiveness can block healing. And another person from the ministry encouraged her to take Holy Communion often.”

Lisa smiled knowingly. “That’s beautiful.”

Trent was starting to see the picture. “So, she prayed, forgave, and kept showing up.”

“Yes,” Daisy replied. “And on July 8th, during one of the prayer sessions, someone in the team had a word of knowledge. They told her God would heal her before her treatment was finished.”

Trent blinked. “Before she even finished chemo?”

“Exactly. They also saw occult activity—like an attack against her—but they prayed for it to be dismantled.”

Lisa tilted her head. “Occult? That’s intense.”

Daisy nodded seriously. “Yes. But God is bigger than any of that.”

Chapter 3: Faith and Results

Trent looked thoughtful. “What happened next?”

“The very next day, at her chemo session, her oncologist decided to do a full scan—CT, PET, MRI. They wanted to see if the treatment was shrinking the cancer.”

Trent leaned forward. “What did they find?”

Daisy smiled. “Not what they expected. The results came back showing no trace of cancer. Not even a shrinking tumor—just gone.”

Trent’s eyes widened. “Wait, the cancer was gone?”

Daisy nodded. “Her oncologist was surprised. He had expected some progress, but not complete disappearance.”

Lisa’s jaw dropped. “That’s incredible!”

“God had promised it,” Daisy said. “She knew the healing came from Him. Even the oncologist said it was a ‘100% response to treatment,’ but she knew better.”

Trent was still processing. “So, she got healed faster than anyone thought?”

“Yes,” Daisy continued. “And it didn’t end there. Three weeks earlier, they had done a genetic test because her grandmother had breast disease. The doctors wanted to see if there was a genetic predisposition to cancer. The test came back negative. No genetic link.”

Lisa gasped. “So, she had nothing to fear about the future?”

“Right,” Daisy said. “Then, on July 26th, she saw the oncologist again. He did a physical examination and exclaimed, ‘This doesn’t feel like a diseased breast!’ The lump was gone.”

Trent blinked in disbelief. “Just like that? No more cancer?”

“No more cancer,” Daisy affirmed. “God healed her completely, not the chemo. The doctors didn’t expect it to disappear this quickly, but God’s timing is different.”

Chapter 4: Limping into a Miracle

As they talked, Daisy’s attention shifted to a man limping by the marina. He moved slowly, his face tight with pain.

“Excuse me,” Daisy said, standing up abruptly.

Trent and Lisa exchanged a glance. “What’s she doing?” Trent asked.

“She’s about to pray for him,” Lisa said, eyes following Daisy.

Daisy approached the man, speaking gently. He looked confused at first but nodded. Daisy laid her hand on his shoulder and began to pray.

Trent watched, fascinated. “Do you think…”

“She’s definitely praying for his healing,” Lisa said softly.

As they watched, the man’s limp seemed to ease. He took a few cautious steps, testing his leg. Trent’s eyes widened. “Is it just me, or is he walking better?”

Lisa smiled. “It’s not just you.”

They both watched as the man walked with more confidence, his limp significantly reduced. Trent shook his head. “That’s… incredible.”

Daisy returned to the table with a calm smile. “God is always at work.”

Chapter 5: Trent’s Epiphany

Trent sat back, stunned. “That was real, wasn’t it? The limp… it’s almost gone.”

Daisy nodded. “Yes. God’s healing power is real, and He’s ready to move when we ask in faith.”

Lisa beamed at Trent. “You’re starting to get it, aren’t you?”

Trent nodded slowly. “Yeah. You know, when you were talking about your friend’s cancer healing, something clicked for me. Healing isn’t just physical. It’s about faith, forgiveness, and trusting God. That’s why she was healed so completely.”

Daisy smiled warmly. “Exactly. And because she believed, God healed her fully. No fear of the cancer returning.”

Trent laughed, shaking his head. “I guess I’ve been overthinking this. It’s simpler than I thought. You trust, you forgive, and you let God handle the rest.”

Lisa laughed too. “Finally, some wisdom from you!”

They all laughed, the weight of the conversation lifting. Trent may have been slow to understand sometimes, but today, the message sank deep. Healing wasn’t just a miracle for the body—it was for the heart and soul too. And when God healed, it was always complete.