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An Angel Stirred the Water

Healing Through Water: Spirit, Science, and the Supernatural

AN ANGEL STIRRED THE WATER

After this there was a feast of the Jews, and Jesus went up to Jerusalem. Now there is in Jerusalem by the Sheep Gate a pool, which is called in Hebrew, Bethesda, having five porches. In these lay a great multitude of sick people, blind, lame, paralyzed, waiting for the moving of the water. 

For an angel went down at a certain time into the pool and stirred up the water;

then whoever stepped in first, after the stirring of the water, was made well of whatever disease he had. Now a certain man was there who had an infirmity thirty-eight years. When Jesus saw him lying there, and knew that he already had been in that condition a long time, He said to him, “Do you want to be made well?”

The sick man answered Him, “Sir, I have no man to put me into the pool when the water is stirred up; but while I am coming, another steps down before me.”

Jesus said to him, “Rise, take up your bed and walk.” And immediately the man was made well, took up his bed, and walked.

Water is more than a basic necessity—it is a force of renewal, restoration, and healing. From the physical act of swimming to the simple act of gazing into a still lake, water speaks to something ancient in our bodies and souls. Across cultures and throughout Christian tradition, water has played a central role in healing, both scientifically documented and miraculously unexplained.

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Swimming as Therapy
Swimming is one of the most effective forms of physical therapy. The buoyancy of water reduces pressure on joints, making movement easier and less painful for those suffering from arthritis, injury, or chronic illness. Studies have shown that water exercise improves cardiovascular health, boosts mood, and even aids in neurological recovery. Warm-water pools are often used in rehabilitation centers, and many people find swimming to be mentally soothing—a moving meditation that calms the nervous system.

Drinking Living Water
Drinking clean, mineral-rich water hydrates the body, flushes out toxins, and supports every cellular function. But beyond physical wellness, water often symbolizes something deeper. In John 4:14, Jesus says, “Whoever drinks the water I give them will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give them will become in them a spring of water welling up to eternal life.” This living water offers not just hydration, but transformation. Clean water can heal the body; living water heals the soul.

Looking Upon Water
Simply seeing water has measurable effects on the brain. Studies in environmental psychology suggest that being near water—whether ocean, river, or fountain—lowers cortisol, boosts mood, and promotes mindfulness. This may explain why people instinctively go to lakes or beaches in times of grief or change. There is something mysteriously comforting about watching the tide or the trickle of a stream. In Psalm 23, David writes, “He leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul.” This restoration is felt as much in the silence and presence as in the action.

Christian Sites of Healing Waters
Throughout Christian history, miraculous healings have occurred at water sites. The Pool of Bethesda, mentioned in John 5, is where Jesus healed a man who had been paralyzed for 38 years. The waters of Lourdes in France, where the Virgin Mary appeared to Saint Bernadette in 1858, have become a pilgrimage destination for those seeking healing. Over 70 of these healings have been officially recognized as miraculous by the Catholic Church. Each year, thousands come to bathe in or drink the spring water that flows there.

Science and Mystery
While science confirms much of water’s healing ability—hydration, sensory therapy, muscle relief—some stories remain unexplained. There are cases of tumors disappearing, autoimmune symptoms reversing, or chronic pain vanishing after immersion in sacred waters. Some scientists attribute these to placebo, but others leave room for mystery.

Whether through laps in a pool, a sip from a glass, or a quiet moment by a stream, water invites us to return—to ourselves, to our Creator, and to the hope of wholeness. In both spirit and body, healing flows like a river, sometimes logical, sometimes miraculous, but always essential.

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Testimonies from Lourdes

Recovery of Sight After the “Water Gesture” (2024)

In 2024, a pilgrim suffering from severe visual impairment experienced a sudden restoration of sight after performing the traditional “water gesture” at Lourdes. This ritual involves washing the face and drinking water from the spring, emulating St. Bernadette’s actions. The healing was immediately observed by medical professionals and reported to the shrine. However, it has not yet been declared a miracle, as it must undergo a rigorous process to confirm that the healing is immediate, complete, lasting, and medically inexplicable.

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The Healing Miracle of Our Lady of Lourdes Received by Gabriel Gargam

The spiritual and physical miracles received by Gabriel Gargam are well-known because Gargam devoted nearly half a century of his life to being a stretcher carrier at the Grotto of Lourdes. 

Gargam was born Catholic but left the faith in his early teens. When he left his family, he worked as a traveling mail clerk for the Orleans Railway Company. However, tragedy struck when he was in his thirties—the train he was aboard collided with another, and he was ejected from the train. 

As a result of the accident, he was left paralyzed from his waist down. As time passed, Gargam began to waste away and could only receive food (and nourishment) through a feeding tube. 

Gargam brought a lawsuit against the railroad company, and he won. He received a total of 6,000 francs annually and an indemnity of 60,000 francs. During the court proceedings, doctors testified that he would be disabled for the rest of his life. There were no medical or scientific means to heal Gargam’s injury.

Despite Gargam’s lack of faith, which led him not to attend church for fifteen years, his Mother remained faithful, and his aunt was a nun of the Order of the Sacred Heart. Both women urged Gabriel to travel to Lourdes, and even though he refused, their persistence finally got him to consent.

Two years after the railroad accident, Gabriel Gargam arrived at Lourdes. He received Communion and then was taken to the Grotto. However, when the water was poured over him, he felt great pain. He was in so much pain that he passed out, and bystanders believed him to be dead. 

As his body was being carried back to the hotel, his group saw a procession of the Blessed Sacrament approaching, where they received a blessing from the Priest. Gargam then stirred and yelled that he could walk. 

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Healing in Manhattan, Kansas

On a crisp autumn evening in Manhattan, Kansas, the town’s faithful gathered at a modest church nestled near the banks of the Kansas River. The sun had begun its descent behind the rolling Flint Hills, casting golden hues over the city affectionately known as The Little Apple. Inside, the pews filled quickly as people came expectant, drawn by the promise of healing and restoration. Leading the meeting was Sadie, a woman of unwavering faith whose gentle voice carried great authority.

The atmosphere in the church was charged with anticipation as she stepped forward, holding her well-worn Bible in one hand. “Tonight,” she began, her voice steady and filled with conviction, “we are going to experience the freedom that comes from listening to God. When you are teachable and open to His voice, you grow freer and freer. But when you refuse to listen, you end up bound.” She looked across the congregation, meeting their gazes one by one. “God is speaking to you tonight. Are you willing to listen?”

She opened her Bible to Psalm 23, reading aloud, “He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.” Sadie paused, letting the words settle in. “This isn’t just about physical rest,” she explained. “This is about deep, soul-level restoration. The kind that heals wounds we don’t even realize we carry.”

As she continued, she referenced the various translations of verse three. “‘He restores my soul,’” she quoted. “Or, as another translation puts it, ‘He refreshes my life.’” She smiled as murmurs of agreement echoed through the room. “Some of us came in here weary, carrying burdens too heavy to bear alone. But I want you to hear me tonight: The Lord is your Shepherd, and He is here to refresh and restore you.”

A soft “Amen” rippled through the congregation as Sadie pressed on. “Maybe you’ve felt lost, like you’ve wandered into a pit. But let me tell you something about shepherds. They don’t abandon their sheep. A good shepherd has a rod and a staff. That staff has a hook, and when a sheep gets tangled in the briars, the shepherd reaches in and pulls them out. Maybe you feel stuck, caught up in struggles you can’t escape. But the Good Shepherd is reaching for you tonight. Do you believe He can pull you out?”

A chorus of voices responded, “Yes!”

Sadie nodded. “He will pull you out of the pit. And do you know what else? That same staff is a weapon. When wolves come near, the shepherd doesn’t stand idly by. No, he wields that staff with skill, fighting off the predators that seek to destroy his flock. Our Shepherd—Jesus—is fighting for you. Whatever has come against you—sickness, fear, depression, lack—He is here to protect and deliver you.”

She turned to 1 Peter 5:8. “‘Your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour.’” She closed her Bible and looked out at the congregation. “But listen to me: He ‘may’ devour you only if you let him. If you stay close to the Shepherd, if you follow Him, you are safe. The problem is, too many people try to see how close they can live to the edge and still be safe. They want to know, ‘How worldly can I be and still be saved?’”

A few heads nodded in recognition. Sadie continued, “That’s like a little boy who falls out of bed every night because he sleeps too close to where he got in. If you’re hanging onto the edge of faith, living just enough to get by, you are in danger. But if you press in, if you follow hard after God, you will be safe. Stay close to Him, so close that if He stops, you’ll bump right into Him.”

A hushed reverence filled the room. Sadie then moved into a time of prayer. “There are some of you here tonight who need healing. And I’m not just talking about physical healing—though that is part of it. Some of you need healing in your heart, in your mind, in your spirit.”

She walked down the aisle, pausing beside an older woman seated near the front. “Sister, God is saying you don’t have to carry that pain anymore. He is restoring your soul.” Tears welled in the woman’s eyes as Sadie gently laid a hand on her shoulder and prayed.

Moving to a young man in the second row, she said, “Son, you’ve been struggling with doubt. But God says He has not left you. He is leading you, even when you don’t feel it.” The young man bowed his head, and others reached out to lay hands on him in support.

The presence of God filled the church as Sadie continued to pray over the people. The weight of burdens lifted, peace settled in, and joy began to rise. “Psalm 23:5 says, ‘Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.’” She looked out at the congregation. “That means we don’t just have enough—we have overflow. God is a God of abundance.”

She laughed gently. “Have you ever thought about this? Doesn’t God know when a cup is full? So why does He let it overflow?” A few chuckles rippled through the audience. “Because He wants to remind you that He is a God of more than enough. You don’t just get by—you thrive. You don’t just survive—you walk in abundance. Healing is part of that abundance.”

Sadie lifted her hands. “Right now, I want you to receive. If you need healing, if you need restoration, if you need to be pulled out of a pit, I want you to lift your hands.” Across the church, hands shot up, and a wave of faith surged through the room.

She began to pray, her voice filled with authority. “In the name of Jesus, I declare healing over every body, every mind, every spirit in this place. I speak life where there has been death, wholeness where there has been brokenness. The Lord is your Shepherd. You do not lack. You do not lack healing, you do not lack peace, you do not lack strength. Receive it now, in Jesus’ name.”

Cries of worship and gratitude filled the sanctuary as people received their healing. Some wept, some laughed with joy, some stood silently, overwhelmed by the presence of God.

As the service closed, Sadie smiled. “Surely goodness and mercy shall follow you all the days of your life. Go from here knowing that you are healed, restored, and abundantly blessed.”

The people left changed that night, carrying the truth of their Good Shepherd with them into the streets of Manhattan, Kansas. The Little Apple had witnessed a mighty move of God, and this was only the beginning.

Healing Meeting in Macon

It was a cool evening in Macon, Georgia, and the city’s warm, inviting atmosphere was palpable as people gathered at a local church for a special healing meeting. The church was located in the heart of downtown, just a short walk from the iconic Big House on Vineville Avenue, the former home of the Allman Brothers. Tonight, the church was buzzing with anticipation, the air filled with hope and faith for the healing that was about to take place.

Nelli, a well-respected leader in the community known for her powerful ministry and deep love for God’s people, was set to lead the meeting. She had become a trusted figure, admired for her genuine warmth and her unwavering belief in God’s promises. As she entered the church, the atmosphere shifted. It was as if the very presence of the Holy Spirit was about to fill the room. The soft hum of conversations quieted as she took the microphone and began to speak.

“Good evening, everyone,” Nelli’s voice was gentle but full of authority. “I’m so glad to see each of you here tonight. You may have come for different reasons, but I want you to know this—there’s one thing that unites us all, and that is our faith in the healing power of Jesus Christ.”

Macon, often referred to as “The Heart of Georgia” for its central location and friendly, tight-knit community, had become a hub of sorts for those seeking healing and restoration. Known for its more than 350,000 Yoshino cherry trees that paint the city in brilliant shades of pink every spring, the town was also a place where people came seeking new beginnings, just as the vibrant cherry blossoms heralded the start of warmer days.

Nelli paused for a moment, letting her words settle in the hearts of her listeners. She looked around the room, her eyes meeting those of the men and women who had come from all corners of Macon and beyond. Some had heard of her meetings through word of mouth, others had been brought by friends, but all were there with one common hope—a hope that they could receive healing from sickness or affliction.

“I want to remind you tonight,” Nelli continued, “that Jesus has given us authority over sickness, over disease, and even over demons. He didn’t just perform miracles for Himself; He did it to show us what is possible for those who believe.”

The words hung in the air, and Nelli could feel the faith in the room rising. Many in the crowd had struggled with chronic illness, while others had been dealing with emotional wounds or spiritual battles. Whatever the need, they had gathered with the expectation that God could and would intervene.

“Jesus gave His disciples the power to heal,” Nelli went on. “And the same power that was in Him is available to us today. When we stand in faith, when we speak in His name, things change. But it’s not just about what we can do; it’s about what Jesus already did for us on the cross.”

The crowd listened intently, some nodding, others with tears in their eyes. Nelli had a way of speaking that cut to the heart, always pointing to the truth of God’s Word and the authority believers have in Christ. She wasn’t just speaking about healing in a theoretical way—she had seen miracles in her own life and in the lives of those she had ministered to over the years.

“I’m going to ask you to take a moment now,” Nelli said, her voice becoming more tender, “and close your eyes. I want you to picture Jesus standing before you, reaching out His hand to touch you. Imagine His healing power flowing through you, restoring every part of your body, your mind, your spirit. He has already paid the price for your healing. Tonight, you don’t have to beg or plead. You simply need to receive.”

The room fell into a deep silence as each person took a moment to reflect and pray. Nelli stood in quiet prayer, her hands lifted, waiting for the Holy Spirit to move.

After a few moments, she spoke again, this time with more urgency. “I feel the Spirit of the Lord moving in this place. There are people here tonight who have been struggling with sickness for far too long. I’m here to tell you that it’s not God’s will for you to suffer. You have been given authority over disease, over every sickness that has come against you.”

With that, Nelli began to pray aloud, her words powerful and full of conviction. “In the name of Jesus, I speak to every sickness, every disease, every infirmity in this room, and I command you to leave. You have no place here. You are under the authority of Jesus Christ, and by His stripes, we are healed.”

As she prayed, a tangible sense of peace settled over the crowd. Some began to weep, others lifted their hands in worship, and a few people even began to testify of feeling a release from the pain they had carried for years. The Holy Spirit was at work, and healings were taking place.

Nelli turned her attention to a woman in the front row who had been dealing with chronic back pain for years. She had come to the meeting in a wheelchair, unable to walk without assistance. Nelli knelt beside her and gently placed her hand on the woman’s back. “In Jesus’ name, be healed,” she declared. Slowly, the woman stood up, her hands trembling with disbelief. With the help of a few nearby hands, she took her first steps without pain. Gasps of amazement filled the room as the woman continued walking, her steps growing steadier with each passing moment.

The energy in the room shifted. The faith of the people had increased, and they began to believe for their own healing. A man in the back, who had been battling heart disease, stood and raised his hands, shouting, “I’m healed!” He had felt a sudden warmth flood his chest, and for the first time in months, he could breathe deeply without pain.

As the evening continued, the testimonies poured in. Each one was a testament to the power of God working in their lives. People were healed of various ailments, from headaches and digestive issues to more serious conditions like arthritis and cancer.

The meeting concluded with a time of worship and praise, where the congregation celebrated the healing power of Jesus. Nelli smiled as she watched the transformation unfolding before her. She knew that Macon, with its welcoming spirit and its vibrant energy, was a place where God’s power could move freely, bringing healing and restoration to all who sought it.

In the days following the meeting, word spread quickly across Macon, the “Brick City” known for its warm and friendly population. More people came to experience God’s healing touch, and the city became a beacon of faith and healing in the heart of Georgia. And Nelli, ever humble, continued to lead, knowing that the work God was doing through her was just the beginning of a mighty movement that would touch lives far beyond Macon’s borders.