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hank you, Jesus!” This was Portia Mongale’s continuous declaration as she came up the stage to testify at a healing service. Tears of joy lowed freely, as she recalled all that she had been through. She was overwhelmed with gratitude at the grace of God that was at work in her life and His unfailing power, which had wrought this mighty miracle in her life. Her life had changed drastically when she sufered a stroke, meningitis and tuberculosis. Isolated and in very bad shape, it was a diicult time in Portia’s life. The situation got so bad that her sister, who had become her caretaker, was advised to abandon her because there was no chance that she’d ever recover. Amidst the desolation, God showed His favor toward Portia, and made a way for her to come to the Healing School. Looking back on that time, and the victory that she obtained by faith when she came to the Healing School, Portia marvels at the goodness of the Lord in her life. Her irst statement as she took the stage was, “It is a miracle that I’m here. I thank God for the opportunity to share of the good things that He has done in my life. He is alive, and we are alive because He lives in us.” Then she proceeded to tell her story of the miraculous.
“My parents passed on when I was young, so I had to raise myself. I started working before I was 15 years old. It was diicult, but I endured the hardships. I was young, but my hard work was starting to pay of when one incident started what I thought would be the end of my life. I had just been promoted to store manager, which meant I had to be the irst one at the store. This particular day, I got to the store and pressed the button to open the roller shutter door as I normally did. It went up, but as I was about to step in, the door suddenly came down and hit me right between the eyes. I fell down with blood rushing from my forehead. “I woke up in a hospital with stitches on my forehead. Afterwards, I stayed at home for a while, then I went back to work. That was when I noticed that my vision was becoming blurry, I couldn’t see properly anymore. At irst, I thought it was because of the computer screens, then I went out to lunch and I could feel the sun’s rays going straight to my brain. I went to the hospital to get checked, but nothing was found. One day, my legs just stopped working; they were stif, and I couldn’t feel anything. I had had a stroke. Over the next few months, I was also diagnosed with tuberculosis and meningitis. “From that time, I couldn’t do any of the things I used to. I went back to being a baby; I was bathed and carried when I needed to move. I had to use nappies if there was no one to take me to the toilet. I was bedridden and all I could do was lie down. With the tuberculosis, I had to be kept in my own space, so that I would not infect others. This meant that I 06 | The Healing School Magazine
