Healing Ministry of Paul Rymniak

MIRACLE OF THE MOMENT

Sometimes There’s Just AMBIVALENCE

Sometimes I see MIRACLE’S and there treated with ambivalence. Such is the case I am going to share with you now, and the Miracle that happened to a woman I’ll call Irma.

For almost six month’s I was going to a Mass on Saturday afternoon at a church I DON’T even attend anymore. I would sit in the vestibule, in front of two large T.V. screens, that were showing the Mass in its entirety. I sat back there because the church was always very crowded. Five minutes before the service started, the same old man would come in and sit almost beside me. I will call him Joe. Because of his age he could only sit, so, he would sit through the entire Mass till the end.

One Saturday, he came in about twenty minutes early, sat down, and began to SOFTLY WEEP. I moved over beside him and asked him what was wrong. He proceeded to tell me his wife’s health condition took a severe turn for the worst. He told me she was going in and out of a COMA every day. I asked him if she was in a hospital near us, and he said, “ Yes. “ I explained my Healing Ministry to him, and I asked him if he wanted me to meet with him sometime in the future, so I could pray with her. Again, he said, “ Yes."

Several days later, I met him at the hospital and went in to pray with her. She was totally unresponsive, but I laid my hand on her forehead and prayed the usual healing prayers over her. Nothing happened, so I told him I would come back in a few days and pray with her again; he told me that would be fine.

I have to mention here that Irma was almost 80 years old and her declining health was simply due to old age. When I went back the next time, not only was Joe there, but his FOUR children and several grandchildren were in the room. And, as you would guess, they were all crying, because that afternoon they were going to put her on complete Life Support Systems, because her situation had deteriorated severely.

When I stepped beside her, a small problem started to occur in the room. Many of her children, voiced an opinion that they, FIRST, didn’t believe in what I was doing, and SECONDLY, two of them left the room discouraged and aggravated, because I was there to pray with their mother.

I have faced this situation, many times in the years I have been doing this, so it really DIDN’T bother me. I put my hand on her head, and I asked Jesus to either HEAL her or quietly take her to her eternal reward. I DID NOT say these prayers out loud, because I didn’t want to worsen the situation.

That prayer session only lasted about a minute, and when I moved my hand, Irma opened her eyes and smiled. Not only did the family stand there in disbelief, but many of the hospital staff came running into the room to see what all the commotion was about … I stepped away from the bed and went to stand in the hall. I wanted the family to enjoy just what happened, and there was NO need for me to be with them, at that point.

I went to visit Irma several times after she was discharged from the hospital at her home. The last time I saw her she was sitting up in a chair, and it looked like she was tremendously grateful and enjoying what Jesus had done for her, and you would never have known that she was at DEATH’S DOOR weeks ago.

The SAD thing was after I left Irma that time, I NEVER heard from her or her family ever again, and they only lived TEN miles away from me, and I was never asked to come see her again.

Why am I telling you this, because if they did it to me … I knew they did it to JESUS … because a few times in church when I saw Joe afterwards, he never talked to me again. The only thing I can add here is I figured Irma realized it, as I did, that JESUS really loved her, and gave her back her life, but the family didn’t seem to care about what really happened to Irma … HOW SAD.