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“It's now a week since I have been prayed for and the pain is still gone!”

Dan Glover
A lot can change in 24 hours. Maybe you go from having no money to winning the lottery, or you go from having a fully working car to a car that is in the garage. Well for me, 24 hours ended up with me in hospital. Let me break it down:

Saturday
A chilled day and all of a sudden the worst back ache of all time. I thought it might have been one of those weird aches you get when you sleep in a bizarre position, but as the day went on the pain got worse.

Sunday
The pain in the morning was awful, but I had the privilege of doing a talk for our young people in Soul on Sunday. I was talking on God as Father, and I didn't want to let people down, so I went to do the talk. It was the toughest talk I have ever done, standing up was becoming more and more of an issue.

Most Sundays after church I will go around my girlfriend, Maddi's, house to chill out. On this Sunday I suddenly became extremely tired and needed a nap. When I woke up, things got worse. I woke up freezing cold. It felt like I was in the North Pole with only my swimming trunks on, but my actual body temperature was very different; I was really hot and sweaty. I couldn't get out from under the duvet because I was feeling cold, but my body temperature was so high that I needed to get out of the duvet.

As time went on I started to get really bad stomach pains to go with the back pain. Eventually Maddi and her dad took me to hospital where I was seen by a bunch of doctors. Even though I was in so much pain I still managed to invite someone to church. Although I wasn't thinking straight, I was on the verge of passing out, having panic attacks and being delusional, I knew that this doctor needed to be invited to church. We arrived at the hospital about 6:30pm where I was seen by an Out Of Hours doctor who admitted me into A&E. I was on a bed in A&E from about 8:15pm till 1:00am when they moved me to a ward to be monitored and told me that I would be staying overnight and having scans in the morning.

Monday
The doctors thought it might have been appendicitis or kidney stones, so they scanned for that, but instead they found something was wrong with my lung. It turned out that it wasn't anything to do with my appendix or my kidneys it was a bad lung infection. I was in constant pain all the time.

Wednesday
About 7:00pm I was released from hospital with antibiotics and pain relief. I was able to sleep in a comfortable bed where I was monitored by my girlfriend and her family and I got to catch up with I'm A Celebrity and Secret Life Of A Four Year Old.

Friday - Sunday
Those who know me, know that I don't like missing out on things, especially when it's to do with conferences or events. Just in case revival breaks out, I want to be there. New Ground hosted the Connect Conference and looking back on it, I probably shouldn't have gone with my health being what I was, but I knew I wasn't going to miss out on so much.

Friday evening’s meeting was a struggle. I thought I would be OK, but the pain was bad. On Saturday I left a meeting early because the pain had become too much. As I went into the foyer to try and breath, calm down and not have another panic attack, someone who was at the conference came and saw I was in a bit of discomfort and once I had explained, offered to pray for me. He prayed for me four times. Colossians 4:2 says, "Be persistent in prayer, and keep alert as you pray, giving thanks to God." Every time we prayed, the pain in my stomach and lung area became less and less and eventually it had completely gone. The next day when I woke up the pain was still gone and I was able to enjoy the Sunday morning meeting pain free. At the end of the meeting a good friend of mine came up and prayed for me as I was still having some back pain. As he prayed the pain in my back went, and I was pain free again. I wasn't healed by these guys, but by Jesus Christ. These guys have authority to command pain to go, but ultimately it’s God who takes the pain away. These guys were just obedient to the word. It's now a week since I have been prayed for and the pain is still gone.

I am so thankful for the doctors who looked after me over the four days I was in hospital. I am so thankful for God who gave them the knowledge and medicines for them to help. I am even thankful for those doctors who woke me up at 4:00am when I had been asleep for 20 minutes to take my blood levels and blood samples. I am thankful for my family who drove up from Brighton and stayed until 3:00am even though they had work at 9:00am. I am thankful for my girlfriend's family for looking after me and caring for me. I am thankful for my friends for coming to visit me and praying with me. And I am thankful for everyone who sent me text messages, Facebook messages or just prayed for me during this time. Thank you.

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