“Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story which is written across the whole world in letters too large for some of us to see.” C.S. Lewis
One day in 2007, a little boy was walking down the street with his mother in the city of Resistencia, Argentina. His name was Ismael. As a newborn, Ismael had been struck by an illness that left him legally blind in both eyes. He wore coke-bottle glasses that only improved his vision marginally, and he was being taught to read in Braille. A life of near-blindness was what most people expected for him.
But that same day, as they walked down the street, something unusual happened. Perhaps it was an advertisement playing on a radio in a storefront, or perhaps it was a poster that his mother read aloud. Whatever it was, however it happened, a message of hope reached Ismael’s young ears. “The blind see. The deaf hear. Paralytics walk. Jesus never changes.”
It was the advertising for one of our evangelistic campaigns, being held in his city. Those words contained the seed of faith, and it found fertile soil in the heart of that little boy. With boldness and confidence, he said, “Mommy, you have to take me, because I know Jesus is going to heal me.”
Impelled by his faith, Ismael’s mother brought him to our open-air meeting held at the provincial sport complex. They moved among the hundreds of other people gathered that evening under the stars. When gospel was preached, telling of the unchanging love of the Savior, Ismael listened intently. As the meeting was nearing its conclusion, I did what I am accostumed to doing: I led the people in a prayer to accept eternal life through Jesus Christ. Then, I began to minister on healing and prepare the people to receive a miracle.
As I led the people in a prayer of faith and rebuked the spirits and infirmities that had attached themselves to the sick, Ismael closed his eyes and extended his faith toward God. When the prayer concluded, I indicated for the people to begin to examine themselves to ascertain what was happening in their bodies, to see if the miracle had already manifested. Upon my instruction, Ismael opened his eyes.
To his bewilderment, he discovered that his vision was even more blurred and out of focus than before. He continued to look around until he finally realized that if he removed his thick glasses, he could see perfectly! Even recently (several years after this occurred), I have received updates from Ismael, and he is still doing just fine.
To what can this miracle be attributed? It’s very simple: We pronounced words of life. Ismael heard. A miracle resulted.


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