There is an old, old story about a traveling evangelist who also advertised himself as a faith healer. In one of his crusade services he jumped on the platform and said, “I have faith that two people will be healed tonight. Where are you?” he asked. “Who would like to be healed?”

A man ran down the aisle, named Harry. Asked what his ailment was, Harry said he had a lisp. He explained sadly, “I can’t talk wite.” He was instructed to go behind a curtain.

Another man hobbled down on crutches. His name was Frank. He said, “I haven’t walked in 20 years without crutches.”

He was told to go behind the curtain with Harry. Then the healer said “Frank, you’ve been healed. Slide those crutches out under curtain one at a time.” Slowly the crutches appeared under the curtain, and the crowd went craz…