If you had asked me an hour earlier if I believed in God I probably would have said no. But now that my sister’s only hope was God, suddenly, all my intellectual arguments were gone, all the doubts were silent

If you had asked me an hour earlier if I believed in God I probably would have said no. But now that my sister’s only hope was God, suddenly, all my intellectual arguments were gone, all the doubts were silent
That touch was like a spiritual defibrillator, it jolted me back to faith: I had just asked God to touch my palm, and he did!