The Story of Naaman

Part 2

This is a continuation of how I believe God showed me the role of alternative and repurposed medicine in healing. For this I’m going to tell you a story.

And I am going to take a lot of creative liberties.😄

In the Old Testament Bible there is a story of healing found in 2 Kings 5.

Once upon a time in a land far, far away… ok scratch that.

So there is this story about a man named Naaman. He was the top general in the army of Syria. He had everything going for him. He was a mighty warrior, he was rich, he was proud and he was a stunning specimen of a man. He had executed so many special operations that the king he fought for was feared by all the nations in the region.

He had a gorgeous wife and beautiful family.

In one of his lethal raids, he kidnapped a beautiful smart young lady, maybe around 15 years old from the land of Israel, to give to his wife as a servant because he, like a bone head, had forgotten to get her a birthday present.

Well, things were going along great. The wife loved this young girl and she soon didn’t know how she ever managed without her.

Suddenly, one day clear out of the blue, Naaman noticed a white scaly rash on his chest. He knew immediately it was our equivalent to cancer. He had leprosy.

He knew his life was over. Oh, he wasn’t going to die. No, it was much crueler than death; he could probably live another 30 years. But his life was over because he would have to leave his home, beautiful wife, children, his prestigious lifestyle and live in a colony of other lepers far away from the rest of society. The disease progression involved muscle and nerve wasting tissue adhesion, and disfigurement. Gangrene and loss of limbs.

As the family slid onto this roller coaster of horror and confusion, the young servant girl

Cried out to her mistress. “ If only my master could go to Samaria to my uncle who is a holy man! He would be able to heal him!”

The wife desperate for any hope, tells her husband. He immediately tells the king, and they spring into action.

Sorry, I need to stop there.

Until next time!

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