You haven’t given me an authority to heal sickness,
but I thought about using the authority last night.
Last night my dad was sick.
When we ate, did you remember?
We sat in front of dad.
I asked you if I could blow dad’s sickness out
and you agreed, or so I thought.
So I looked at dad and blew the sickness.
You also did with me, right?
Dad was fine this noon.
I made sure you did do this,
but did I?
Did I really blow dad’s sickness out?
I’m feeling guilty because I used the authority which you haven’t given me.
it’s our nice memory.
You gave me the feeling that I could heal our dad.
Love you, Jesus.