On the Wednesday morning, right before Thanksgiving, I received a call from Gilbert, a gentleman whom I am helping with some of his paperwork. I could not pick it up so it went straight to voicemail.
He was following up from when I prayed over him over the phone the previous Friday when he called me from the hospital.
He was there to get his knee fixed. Somebody had run into him and broken his knee.
Here is Gilbert’s testimony from his voicemail…