In the past, although I had received healing supernaturally, it seemed magical. It was amazing. I was always grateful and in awe, yet the mystery still remained. I knew the source of the miracle and the source of the power, but what was it in me that caused my faith to receive this miracle? I was haunted by a scripture that seemed as though it was written like a riddle. "Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen." -- Hebrews 11:1 (KJV)

I went over the words repeatedly, I dissected them and broke them down, over and over in my head....