In May 2025, a retinal artery occlusion stroke struck without warning, leaving me completely blind in my right eye. From mid-May until the end of the month, darkness covered my vision. On May 27, Dr. Jennifer Turcott at Jacobson Eye Care in Cumberland, Wisconsin, confirmed the diagnosis: my artery had blown apart. She offered only a 20% chance of recovering even 5% of my sight and warned that if it did not return within a month, the loss would be permanent. The artery, she said, does not regrow in this type of instance.
Yet I clung to the promise of Scripture: “By his wounds we are healed” (Isaiah 53:5). Just days later, I was scheduled to travel to Israel with Bishop Robert Stearns, the founder of Eagles’ Wings and the Israel Christian Nexus. Though still blind, I was medically cleared to fly. The day before departure, I stood before our church family at Northern Lakes Church and shared what had happened. In faith, they laid hands on me and prayed a specific prayer that would prove prophetic: “Lord of all creation, give this man a Pool of Siloam healing in the Holy Land and restore his sight, just as You did for the blind man in the Gospels.”
God Himself rearranged our itinerary. On the final day, we were led not to Hezekiah’s tunnels but to the newly unearthed City of David, culminating at the very Pool of Siloam, where Jesus once healed a man born blind in John 9:7. In that sacred place, I could stay silent no longer. I asked our group to lay hands on me and pray for complete healing. As they prayed, I felt the power of the Holy Spirit surge through the right side of my body and exit through my ring finger, like holy electricity. When Pastor Keith Kirkpatrick asked if I felt healed, I answered, “I cannot see yet, but I know the Lord has healed me completely. I felt it. I know it.”
Back at the Dan Panorama Jerusalem, my 14-karat gold class ring was nearly impossible to remove. When it finally came off, it was visibly warped, as though the glory of God had passed through me and left a tangible sign.
Exactly seven days later, I awoke in Cumberland with my vision fully restored. Dr. Turcott examined fresh images and exclaimed in astonishment, “There is no trace that you ever had a stroke. Your eye is perfect.” My family physician, cardiologist, and neurologist all confirmed what none of them had ever witnessed: a miraculous healing.
But God did more. High blood pressure had been the root cause and had been managed for twenty-two years with daily medication. In the weeks after the healing, my blood pressure crashed dangerously low. My doctors removed every blood pressure medicine I was taking.
Today, my blood pressure is perfect without any medication. When the Lord healed my eye, He also healed the source of the affliction.
I am now one year post-stroke. My vision is completely restored. I bear no signs of nearly twenty-five years on blood pressure medication and have been freed from most of the daily prescriptions I was taking before my healing. I stand as a living testimony that Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever, still healing, still delivering, and still turning blindness into sight.
“Is anyone among you sick? Let them call the elders of the church to pray over them… And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well” (James 5:14–15).
To God alone be all the glory!
