Monthly Archives: July 2011

Jesus Healed My Cell Phone

It’s not a metaphor. It’s a true story. Let me tell you.

A few days ago I was hanging out with some of my friends from high school. We had a super active day, basketball, tennis and a 12-mile bike ride. It was beautiful out and it was a great way to spend my birthday weekend. After the bike ride we decided it was time for a nice cold drink so we went at sat outside at this cute little restaurant. And then, my phone rang.

I could hear it. I could see someone was calling but I couldn’t do anything about it. I hit every button on the keypad, the side, the top and nothing happened. The ringing stopped. I could see I had messages but couldn’t get to them, I pressed the buttons over and over but still nothing. This isn’t the first time this has happened. I’ve had a Blackberry for a while now, and I’m on my fourth refurbished phone, I think. I’ve lost count. So I did what any normal person would do, I took the battery out, waited a few minutes and put it back in. Nothing. I did it over and over again. Still nothing. That meant at rip to the Verizon store.

I’ve done this before. Bring the phone in, tell them it’s broken and then they will send me a “like” new phone in about 3-days. So, yes, it’s annoying to wait for a phone but that’s life and honestly sometimes it’s nice to be hard to reach. So I’ve been patient in the past. Willing to wait.

But this time I’m just sick of going through the process and my birthday is in 2-days and I’d like to be able to talk/text people. So my friend and I head up to the Verizon store to see if there’s anything these folks can do to help me have a happy birthday. I asked Jesus to help me with this. I wanted to be nice, but I knew I couldn’t do it on my own.

Waiting for the, next available representative, I tried to prepare myself to deal with the situation. Quickly my name was called.

“It’s broken, again,” I said.

The representative took the battery out of the phone and walked away while it re-loaded.

“I can ship you a new one, you’ll get it in a few days,” he said.

“But my birthday is on Monday and I’d really like to be able to be in contact with my friends and family,” I said, trying to remain calm and not emotionally involved.

“That’s the best I can do,” he quipped.

“Is there a manager I can talk with?” I asked.

“I’m a manager,” said the woman sitting next to him.

“Can you help,” I asked.

“No,” she said, “There’s really nothing I can do, I wish I could help you, but I can’t, it’s policy.”

We went back and forth a couple times, while the original representative started the process of shipping me a new one. She was able to upgrade me to a newer model but couldn’t do anything right now. Nothing. I cried. I couldn’t help it. It wasn’t her, it wasn’t him. It was the rule. I didn’t like it. I pay Verizon a lot of money each month and each month they add more and more rules that don’t seem to benefit me. I was frustrated.

We left the store with my, “certified like new” phone to be delivered as soon as the mail carrier could get it to me, but not by Monday, my birthday.

I was disappointed but kept asking God to show me the good in the situation. You work all things to the good God, I’m sorry I got so upset and cried in the store but help me deal with the situation and see you working in it. Not for my benefit but for yours God.

And then I had the thought, Jesus heals. He heals! So, he can heal my phone. Why not, right? So I said to my friend. I think Jesus can heal my phone, I’m going to pray. He laughed. I didn’t blame him, sure sounds a bit crazy. I laid hands on my phone and prayed. Nothing. I stopped. We chatted as we continued to drive to meet up with our friends again. And then I had a thought. Even Jesus had to pray twice for healing sometimes. So I prayed again. I asked Jesus to fix the buttons and mend the wires and just fix it. Then I felt like God said “take the battery out again.” I’ve done this like 30 times already, but ok God, I’ll try. I did. It takes a few minutes to reload, so I put my phone down and we went about our mission; switch cars, pick up dog, go to Kim and D’s house. Right before we got to our last stop, I hit the button on my phone. “IT WORKS,” I screamed. “It works! Jesus healed my phone!!!!!” I pressed all the buttons carefully and cautiously, hoping to read all my messages and not break it again. It all worked. It was amazing!!! I was so excited, shouting to all my friends that Jesus healed my phone (these were not my church friends!). I’m sure they thought I was just a bit off my rocker, but my phone worked!!

It had to be Jesus. I’ve had this same problem with numerous BlackBerry phones. And they never just started working again. I did the battery thing over and over again. It could only be Jesus!!! And it has to be. He loves me way more than Verizon and definitely wanted me to have a phone for my birthday!!!!

Thank you Jesus! Thank you for loving me!



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