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I had just arrived at work when I received a call from my wife about our one-year-old who was having diarrhea. She told me that he had started vomiting and was not drinking. This meant dehydration and so I immediately left on my hour and a half commute home. Once I was on the train I started praying and asking God to heal my little boy. In my mind I had a series of images of things I needed to confess and repent of. After dealing with those things I imagined my little boy with my hands on him as I prayed for him.

When I arrived home my little boy was up and walking around. I asked my wife when he strated to get better and she told me about 15 min after she called which was the time I started to pray for him. Soon after he was fine, I got the same condition and once I was able to concentrate I did the same for myself and started to recover.