Do not be afraid. Stand firm and watch the deliverance of the Lord.”
She went to the village healer. He told her “you do not have the disease you think you have. I cannot tell the people of your village that you are not lying. I am sorry but I have no proof of this disease.”
“What of my proof?” she demanded. “I am the one who is sick…do I not have a say in what happens to me?”
“If I cannot see it, it is not there,” the healer replied coldly.
The small child sank to the ground and drowned in her tears. “I’m not lying,” she screamed. “Just heal me and let me go. Why have you left me all alone?”
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