An extraordinary evening

friday;1256 am uk time;i just thought  to share this experience of mine last friday that it took me while to grasp what had happened ;that i have to ask someone's opinion about it...and that maybe by sharing this to you might touch other people in a way that it did to me. i was lookin after a patient last friday,who had a major surgery.we were having this casual conversations of how awake he was compare to his previous ones and how well he's feeling etc. then our conversation just lead to God's healing.i was just listening to him without telling him anything about me.and suddenly he looked into my eyes and said;''now i know why i'm here...it's because of you...i meant to tell you this things to heal you"..and then he just went on with enthusiasm and tears in his eyes until i realize he was already reaching out his hand and praying for me for my healing.to my surprise i just held his hand and joined him in his prayer.how did he now that i was actually seeking for healing,though it wasn't physically but spiritually and emotionally.still didn't tell him what i was going through.and in fact that day i didn't even want to work bec i was so down.i was still skeptical about what happened bec i knew he was still under the influence of the anaeshtetics.but when i dcided  to see him  last wednesday just to thank him for that prayer.i didn't expect  him to remember me even my name and more so that  moment he prayed for me and i can't help but cry in front of him and told him about my grief and he was so kind to comfort me and assured me that i'll be ok. a friend told me to accept and acknowledge that healing.i did, however difficult it was to believe.and i just have  to keep on believing that someday this pain will have it's end.and I still believe that God works  in a mysterious way!