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Several years ago, my right leg was messed up playing softball. The doctor put me in a brace and told me I would need surgery to correct it.
One Sunday night I went up for prayer, and did not "feel" anything. When I went back to my pew, the Lord said "Rejoice, it is done." I began to shout and the Lord said, "Take off the brace, you don't need it anymore." I had to have help getting it off, but was obedient. That was at least 15 years ago, I never had surgery, and do not wear a brace!
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