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Larry Peirce
I received this testimony
through email and decided after several emails, to include this testimony
here. Thanks, Larry for sharing this with us!
"Ah
Lord GOD! behold, thou hast made the heaven and the earth by thy great
power and stretched out arm, and there is nothing too hard for thee:..."
Jeremiah 32:17
There Really Is a Jesus Christ!
In 1956, I
(Larry Peirce) was 10 years old and started getting daily headaches that
we now describe as migraines, which often made me too sick to move.
Fifteen years later, I was managing a car wash when one of my regular
customers (a doctor) could see I was in pain and wanted to call an
ambulance. I was having one of my worst headaches, but told him I was not
going to the hospital. He suggested I see the chiropractor across the
street; the doctor said he would come back in two hours and put me in the
hospital anyway if I didn’t get any relief. So I went across the street,
got a full spinal and neck manipulation, and the pain disappeared.
After at
least 20 chiropractic manipulations a year for 25 years, the treatments
stopped relieving the pain. At this point I was 50 years old and had
traveled the craft circuit in most of the states east of the Mississippi,
and now I was back home in the little town of Daleville, Indiana. The
headaches now made it impossible to do anything except sit in a chair and
hurt. We then went to Central Indiana Orthopedics in a plea for pain
relief. The doctor ordered a spinal MRI and neck x-rays. When the doctor
looked at the MRI, he said he couldn’t read it, gave us a phone number to
call, and gave me a prescription for pain pills. The number was for the
neurological unit at Indiana University Hospital at Indianapolis. When the
doctor there saw the MRI and x-rays, he looked at them and said, "wait
just a minute, I want to show these to the chief of neurosurgery".
A few
minutes later, the doctor came back with two other doctors, one of which
introduced himself as the chief of neurosurgery. He looked me square in
the eye and said, "Why are you alive"? He explained that I had three
broken neck vertebrae (C5, C6, C7) and each of these vertebrae was missing
half of the spinal fluid. He asked me if I had been in a car wreck, or if
I could remember anything happening to my neck. I remembered that when I
was 10 years old, I was using a forbidden trampoline. I did a backflip and
came straight down on my head. He said that the accident should have
severed my spinal cord, and I should have been in extreme pain my whole
life. He asked, "How is it that you managed to survive?" I told him I was
having routine chiropractic back and neck manipulations. He turned white
and said that each one of those should have severed my spine. He also told
me that both collarbones had been broken and were pressing on nerves that
affected the lower back. He showed me a new way to sit and a new exercise
for the lower back. I asked him what they could do to get me out of the
pain; he said nothing could be done because of the location of the injury.
However, he asked me to consider moving within 30 minutes of the hospital
so that when my spine finally did sever they could have my body
immediately for study.
We were
numb with shock as we started on the hour and a half drive back home. I
was thinking how I could actually be alive. Not being a religious person,
this next idea really shot through me: there really is a Jesus Christ, He
is real, His power is real, and He had been using it on me for 50 years
even though I never knew it. At that point I turned my head to the right
to look at what I thought was a deer, my neck gave a tremendous snap, and
the headaches and back pain disappeared. I told Jesus right then that I
would do whatever He wanted me to do.
Eight years
later, I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn’t catch my breath,
so I went to the local Emergency Room. They admitted me and I had a heart
catheterization, which earned me an ambulance ride to The Heart Center of
Indiana. They determined that I had three blockages and an aneurism in my
heart. I met with four doctors, one of which explained that most blockages
are like a kink in a garden hose; however, in my case the three arteries
that were clogged were like old pieces of rusted cast iron pipe, with
clogs all the way through the pipe. He explained that I had three arteries
that were clogged instead of four because the left ventricle of the heart
had blown out of shape with an aneurism and destroyed that artery. I’d
never had any heart pain, so I immediately remembered that I had given
Jesus my word but had not done anything about it. The doctor told me that
due to my weight, high cholesterol, high triglycerides, and not being
certain where they could reattach arteries and veins, I may or may not
survive surgery. If I did survive, he couldn't guarantee me even a day's
worth of existence. So I told him about my broken neck and assured him
that whatever he did, Jesus would handle the rest of it, since Jesus had
already given me 48 extra years of life.
I am now
telling every single person that Jesus is alive, He is real, and all you
have to do is believe in Him.
Larry Peirce
Daleville, Indiana
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