Healing - Dennin, Patrick
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The first word in the title of this book is Healing and tells of one man, Thurman Scrivner, who learned through Jesus Christ the knowledge and wisdom of how to get people healed. Now this way of healing has been in plain sight for two thousand years. How can we get it for ourselves? The title explains, "Doing things God's way."

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The first word in the title of this book is Healing and tells of one man, Thurman Scrivner, who learned through Jesus Christ the knowledge and wisdom of how to get people healed. Now this way of healing has been in plain sight for two thousand years. How can we get it for ourselves? The title explains, "Doing things God's way."
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I was born in Oshkosh, Wisconsin, of the boomer generation. When I was a little child and not quite a toddler, we lived in Madison while my dad was going to law school to become a lawyer. One day, my mother was taking me for a stroll when a big football player asked if he could hold me, and as the story goes, he then placed my two tiny feet in one of his huge hands as I was standing tall. He said something like "Your son is going to be a great athlete because he's got a great sense of balance."When I was about three or four years old, we moved back to Oshkosh, where most of the Dennin family lived. When I was about five years old, my mom called the doctor because I had a stomachache and had thrown up. Mom told the doctor the symptoms. Since we didn't have a car, the doctor said he'd be right over to take me to the hospital because I had acute appendicitis. After my appendix had been removed successfully and I had woken up from surgery, the doctor said I could have all the ice cream I could eat. It was then that my aunt Marv brought me a new Bible, which I couldn't read but had some good pictures. But when I was a little older, I would read a little bit of it.Now, when I was ten years old, dad took a job as a junior law partner in Rhinelander, Wisconsin. I then protested, "I don't even know if Rhinelander has Little League." But they did; we lived in Rhinelander until my father died. I was sixteen years old, and I was crushed. Now, as all my relatives told me, "You are the man of the family!"