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GOD'S MIRACLE HEALING ~ TWO
MEN STABBED ME
GOD
SPARED PRINCE HANDLEY'S LIFE FROM
DEATH
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The real life story of Prince Handley when he was stabbed with a knife by two men who tried to rob him. How God spoke to a person in a laundromat to go pray for Prince Handley (the person did not know him) and the miraculous healing that resulted. Plus, eleven people gave their lives to the Messiah Jesus at the hospital.
GOD'S MIRACLE HEALING ~ TWO MEN STABBED ME
GOD
SPARED PRINCE HANDLEY'S LIFE FROM
DEATH
MUSIC / INTRO
In 1969 I dedicated six weeks from before Thanksgiving through the
end of the year to do open air evangelism in Los Angeles. The Lord
blessed me greatly during that time with many opportunities to
fast, and the power of God was manifested wonderfully with
thousands of people being reached daily.
At the end of this period I was very weary and decided to visit
some friends in a city about two hours away. I was there two days,
rested, and returned to Los Angeles at night. As I was walking in
the center of the city, I was faced with a decision. I knew if I
walked in the same direction I was going that in about two blocks I
would find Christian friends holding an open air meeting and I
could preach with them.
But I made a BAD decision. I decided to turn left
and go down a dark street ... away from the Christians. I
not only turned away from PHYSICAL light, but I turned away from
SPIRITUAL light. There is nothing wrong with resting, but
that night I turned away from a great opportunity to reach many
more people for Christ, and also to be an encouragement to brothers
and sisters on the front lines for Messiah.
As I was walking down the dark street two men began to follow me
and then one stepped beside me. I knew they were up to mischief so
I started praising God. Then one of the men stabbed me with
a knife. He stabbed me hard in the abdomen near my navel
and drove the knife in deeply. They tried to get my billfold
(wallet) but couldn't. It only had $12 in it anyway! I was still
standing, and I began to pray for them.
I reached into my suit pocket, grabbed two little red
Bibles and placed them into their hands. They threw them
into the street and the man who stabbed me held the knife
up to my face so I could see the blood on it (as though I
didn't know what happened). I bent over and picked up the little
red Bibles from the street and tried to put them into their hands
again. The man who had stabbed me tried to stab me again but
couldn't ... God's angels wouldn't let him.
Then I turned and walked away from them across the street. Up to
this time I had experienced no pain, probably because my adrenaline
was pumping and my body was about to go into shock. I remembered
thinking as I crossed the street, "Is this it? Am I
about to die and go to Heaven?"
MUSIC
I made my way into a Mexican restaurant and
tried to tell people what had happened; however, nobody spoke
English. Finally, I lifted up my sweater that I was wearing under
the suit coat, and showed them the blood.
Then I started experiencing the most horrible pain I could
ever imagine. I never knew there was pain like that! I lay
down on a booth seat in the restaurant and couldn't get the pain to
stop even by pulling my legs up tight. It felt like sand was
tearing through my body. It seemed like nobody was doing anything
... it seemed like eternity ... but
finally an emergency ambulance arrived. When they
put me in the ambulance I just wanted to hold someone's hand and I
tried to hold the hand of the person in uniform – I don't know if
it was a policeman or EMT paramedic – but that person wouldn't hold
my hand.
I remember coming to consciousness a few times on a gurney
in the hallway of the hospital... still in pain. Later I
was told that there were so many stabbings, shootings, assaults,
and accidents that Sunday night that they couldn't get to
me for six (6) hours. I didn't know there was such
pain as that.
When I finally woke up after surgery I started praising
God. I was so glad not to feel the terrible pain I had
experienced. I was under heavy medication and was in a room with
about 10 to 15 other men. One man had been stabbed in the head
several times with sharp sticks by a street gang. Others had been
shot and stabbed. One man had been shot four times with a
38-caliber revolver pistol – three times in the chest and the
fourth just missed his jugular vein.
I was the worst case there, however, and I
had a nurse stationed permanently by my bedside. There
were four tubes running in and out of my body: providing blood,
nourishment, and drainage. When I became conscious, I started
praising God, and the nurse said to me, "Sir, do you know where
you're at?" I said, "Yes, I'm in the hospital! Praise
God!" Then she said, "Do you know what happened to
you?" And I said, "Yes, I just had surgery. I was stabbed!
Praise God!" It felt so good to have that pain
relieved!
Nobody knew I was in the hospital. I don't remember if it was a few
minutes or a few hours after becoming conscious, but I
began to experience a very serious spiritual battle at that
time. It was like Satan and demons were on my left side
... and God and the Holy Angels on my right side. It was as though
Satan was trying to take my soul out of my body. I was
tempted to just relax and go ahead and die ... or to relax
and just let the drugs that were going through my body take
over.
Then God spoke to me strongly. He said, "Get command
of this situation!" By that I knew that He meant to take
mental command of the situation ... to not let my mind go ... but
to keep control of my thoughts! I said to God, "I know you can
heal long distance by people praying, but if You will just send
someone to lay their hands on me and pray for me, I KNOW I will be
healed!"
MUSIC
Even though nobody knew I was there, somehow a man in a laundromat
heard about me being stabbed. He didn't know me from "Adam;"
however, he was a vessel of the Holy Spirit and had a
healing ministry. At the time I was in the hospital – Los
Angeles General Hospital – it had 2,500 rooms. (A few years later,
it was remodeled and had then about 2,000 rooms.)
The man in the laundry came to the hospital, went up the elevator
to the ninth floor, walked into the 9300 ward, came straight to my
bed, and said, "Brother, the Lord Jesus Christ raised
me from death one time, and He has sent me to pray for you that you
might be healed." He then laid his hands upon me and
prayed for me, "Lord Jesus, heal my
brother!" ... turned around and walked away.
A group of six to eight young interns were with other doctors who
were examining me and the other patients on the ward the next day.
I told the doctor I had been healed and wanted something to
eat ... like a steak! He didn't take me seriously and told
me that if I could pass a bowel movement that he would order me
something to eat. He told me that because I had several
holes in my intestines as a result of the knife stab.
Later, I think the next day, I went to the restroom
successfully.
I also snuck out of the ward and took IV's and fluids that were
being pumped into my body — they were mounted on stands with
rollers – with me. I went into another area of the hospital
and started exercising. But then, a doctor recognized me
and yelled at me, "What are you doing?" I said, "I'm
exercising." He said, "Don't you know that you can rip all
that silk we put in you?" (Meaning, I guess, the sutures with
which they had stitched me.) Then, I told him, "I just did 21
deep knee bends!" After that, I think I was ordered to return
to the (trauma) ward.
In a couple of days friends found that I was in the hospital.
Reverend Al Hovey, from the Church of the Open Door, who was on
staff with Dr. J. Vernon McGee, and other Christians from the Los
Angeles Full Gospel Tabernacle, came to visit. Eleven
people on the ward (seven patients and four nurses) received
Messiah Jesus.
MUSIC
While I was in the hospital I received two (2) scriptures from two
different people.
One was from a man 1500 miles away, whom I had never met, but who
was a friend of my brother. That scripture was Psalm
91 ... which I have claimed almost every day of my life
since!
The other scripture was from a classmate with whom I had attended
graduate school in theological seminary. It was Philippians
3:10.
"That I may know Him, and the power of His
resurrection, and the fellowship of His
sufferings, being made conformable unto His
death."
The word "power" here used, from the Greek
"dunamis" means "force (literally or
figuratively); and specifically MIRACULOUS POWER, usually by
implication a miracle itself."
The word "sufferings" here used, from the Greek
"pathema" means "something undergone, that
is, HARDSHIP or PAIN, subjectively an emotion or
influence."
I had read that verse many times, and always focused on the
"power of His resurrection" but never on the
"fellowship of His sufferings." Then I thought
back about the six hours I was in such horrible
pain waiting in the hallway of the hospital for surgery.
And I thought about my Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ –
God's only Son – who hung on a wooden cross stake SIX HOURS for
me.
He went through horrible pain to take my sins upon
Him ... that I might be FREE! However ... He did
it WILLINGLY ... for me, for you, and for everyone in the
world: to pay for our sins ... a GIFT of forgiveness ... a
NEW START for all who will receive Him by faith!
I walked out of the hospital by myself in six days, got on a bus,
and went immediately to go preach at Broadway and 6th Avenue
proclaiming the Good News of Messiah Jesus who SAVES and HEALS!
I still look at my scar at times ... it's at least nine inches long
... and then I think of how some day I will SEE the scars in a Jewish
rabbi who loved me enough to die for me: so that I can LIVE FOREVER
in Heaven with Him and His Father!
Baruch haba b'Shem Adonai.
Your friend,
Prince Handley
MUSIC
Podcast time: 14 minutes, 35 seconds (with music)
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Handley 2009
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