A DIVINE MIRACLE
Harry Edwards
(Investigator 133, 2010
July)
It's nigh
impossible to engage in rational debate with a believer.
Some years
ago I ran a debating society and as an atheist and a sceptic
of all things paranormal took every opportunity to use it as a vehicle
to promote my "anti" views. One such opportunity presented itself when
the local newspaper featured an article on two young missionaries who
had just returned from Africa. According to them, miracles in that
country were an everyday occurrence and had come about through prayer.
I wasted
no time in contacting them and asked if they would be
interested in debating the proposition "Jesus Heals." They agreed.
There was
one stipulation however, I insisted that they were not to
rely on anecdotal evidence — I wanted a solid, indisputable, hard-core
example of a miracle.
They
assured me that this would be the case and evidence would be
produced at the debate.
It was a
record turnout, the hall was packed, and I could hardly
contain myself. After all these years of debunking I was at last going
to see irrefutable evidence of a miracle. I looked around the hall but
could see no coloured gentlemen, no one dressed in safari suits and
pith helmets or anything else that could be remotely associated with
Africa.
The
affirmative kicked off with a twenty-minute litany of anecdotal
tales of illnesses, injuries and diseases they had heard of while in
Africa, all of which they alleged were cured by simply praying to
Jesus. My heart sank — no leopard-skin clad dancers, no rhythmic beat
of tom toms, no witch doctor, not even the distant trumpeting of an
elephant to set the scene. Where was the evidence of a miracle? Oh
well, perhaps in the second half of the meeting.
Sadly
disappointed, I began my rebuttal pointing out that in the
absence of comprehensive medical records it was not possible to comment
objectively on each individual case that had been mentioned. Generally
speaking however, by categorising some as psychosomatic complaints and
taking into account the body's natural predisposition to heal itself,
this would provide explanations for many of the recoveries that had
taken place — with or without prayer.
I
explained that the body is well able in many cases to look after
itself — blood clots prevent haemorrhaging, lesions self-heal, and the
immune system protects the body against harmful invaders. Inexplicable
remissions of cancer, while they still mystify science-based medicine
practitioners do happen, but would have taken place anyhow.
Finally
frustration got the upper hand and I demanded, "Where is the
evidence of a miracle you promised?"
There was
a hush. Then on a signal from one of the missionaries, a male
Caucasian in his late twenties stood up at the back of the hall and
began slowly walking towards the stage. His head was completely shaven,
and he walked quite normally. There appeared to be nothing abnormal or
unusual about him.
As he got
closer he stretched out his arms either side of his
shoulders. In each hand he held what appeared to be an X-ray film.
"I am the
evidence" he said, and waving one of the X-rays continued,
"this is an X-ray of a brain tumour in my head,” then waving the other,
"and this is an X-ray of my head after I prayed to Jesus to remove the
tumour."
He handed
me the two X-ray films; one showed a dark spot on the right
upper side of the skull, which I assumed to be a tumour. The image of
the other skull was clear. No doubt about it, if the films were of his
head then that was evidence that the brain tumour he once had was no
longer evident.
I checked
the name on the film and was assured by one of the
missionaries that it was his. The reference numbers and dates on the X
-ray plate confirmed that they were taken sequentially some time apart
confirming their 'before' and 'after' status. I conceded them as
evidence — but only of what he claimed in respect of the films — that
they were his and of a brain tumour that had been removed. I then drew
the audience’ attention to the highly visible surgical scar on his
right temple and asked, "how do you account for the surgical scar on
your temple which suggests that the tumour was removed by a
neurosurgeon — not by praying to Jesus."
His reply? "Yes, that's correct — but Jesus guided the surgeon's hand!"
You can’t
win folks! You just can't win!