I was in East Africa as a missionary with my wife years back and we stayed in a missionary rest home in Nairobi in Kenya and we met a lady there sent out by a fundamentalist missionary group from the United States.
She wore one of these immense plaster of paris collars that went from her chin down to the top of her chest. It prevented her turning her head and kept her head up in this position the whole time. We asked her what was the matter and she said she’d been to the doctor and the doctor said she had a slipped disc in her neck.
She was walking around like this and I said, “Did you call for the elders?” She said, “What do you mean by that?” I said, “Haven’t you read the fifth chapter of James? Is any sick among you? Let him call for the elders of the church.” She said, “I didn’t know that was for the church age.”
Could you believe that? That’s exactly what she said. I said, “In what age could you call for the elders of the church if it wasn’t the church age?” I said, “Would you mind if we prayed for you?” Well, we were in this missionary rest home, very fundamentalist and she said, “You couldn’t do it here.” I said, “You’re quite right; we couldn’t.”
We took her out to a place in Nairobi called the Arboretum, which is a sort of big tree garden. We laid hands on her because we didn’t have the oil, prayed over her in the name of Jesus and the next time we met her which was some weeks later, no collar!
I said, “Did you go back to the doctor?” She said yes. I said, “What happened?” “He took the collar off and said there was nothing wrong.” I said, “What did he say after that?” She said, “It must have been arthritis after all.”
Some people are very, very reluctant to acknowledge that God could do anything for them in any circumstances.