When I was a kid (6th grade), I developed a couple of cysts. The doctor did not know if they were malignant or not, so they put me on the strongest of
meds (to shrink them). I finished off the bottle and the cysts had grown larger. The doctor then scheduled me for biopsy surgery.
There was a faith healer (preacher) visiting a local church and my mother asked me if I would like to go out and see him. Give the praying over me a
try? I said, sure. Why not? It can't hurt. Besides, I always have believed what Jesus said about faith.
We went out there for the service and I went down to the stage when that time came. People were standing there with people praying for them. Each time
the preacher laid his hands on someone, they would pass out and fall backwards into waiting arms. That's some spirit, I thought!

When he came to
me, he prayed and they prayed and then he told me to go away healed. I did not pass out like everyone else and felt weird. I was the only one, I
believe, who didn't need folks to catch me. I walked back to my pew and took a seat.
It was mind-blowing.. I went back to the doctor the next day for one last check up before surgery and he examined me. He found NO cysts. They were
completely GONE! That medicine didn't do squat, but the prayers and my belief in them did. It was amazing. So, needless to say, I didn't have to go
under the knife afterall. Praise God for that!
It was a miracle, pure and simple. So, I know it happens. As for all these creeps, or televangelists, most of them are complete frauds. I just ignore
them.