Author Archives: Lynn Munford

A Blind Eye, Sees Light…

~Answered Prayer~
Dateline Sunday July 14th. 11.20am
Church of the Holy Apostles, VB VA. USA

I was asked to celebrate the Holy Eucharist at a church that is both Episcopal and Roman Catholic. Both Masses, and two Homilies are given. One by the Catholic priest, and today, I preached and led the Holy Eucharist for the Episcopal’s. It’s a wonderfully warm church.
The last couple to leave had told me that the woman had high BP and as a result had lost the sight in one of her eyes. We prayed laying my hands on her eye. After the prayer she look around totally astonished.
“Light there is so much light, it a such a bright light.”
As she put her hand over her other eye… she turned to her husband in floods of tears… then looked at me, giving me “The Look.” It is a look of such knowing, a certain look that penetrates the Soul. it’s a Soul to Soul look…
It is a look of a thousand words, where no words are needed. I shall never forget the look on her face…
“Is God actually healing me?”
She was in shock.
I’m looking forward to hearing more from her…
To God be the Glory.
~Fr. Nigel W.D. Mumford+

The Strong Man and Shame…

~THE STRONG MAN SHAME~I have been involved in the Healing ministry of Jesus ChristFor twenty nine years. I have observed that there seems to be soup-du-jour issues with the human condition. It startedWith bad backs, then anger, cancer, different issues come in waves Grouped with similar concerns. It seems that these issues are presented over about Three months… right now I am seeing issues of “Strong Man Shame”That is Tough men who were hurt as children…Heart broken though guys who struggle with what happened to themAs kids…With Christ the captives are set free. PLEASE “Do not let your past ruin your present or your future.”Be gentle with yourself dear Souls…Blessings Fr. Nigel+ 

~Answered Prayer~ Dateline Sunday July 14th. 11.20am

Holy Apostles church VB VA


I was asked to celebrate the Holy Eucharist at a church that is both an Episcopal and Roman Catholic. Both Masses, and two Homilies are given.  One by the Catholic priest, and today, I preached and led the Holy Eucharist for the Episcopal’s. It’s a wonderfully warm church. The last couple to leave had told me that the woman had high BP And as a result had lost the sight in one of her eyes. We prayed layingmy hands on her eye. After the prayer she look around totally astonished. “Light there is so much light, it a such a bright light.” As she put her hand over her other eye… she turned to her husband in floods of tears… then looked at me, giving me “The Look.” It is a look of such knowing, a certain look that penetrates the Soul. It is a look of a thousand words where no words are needed. I shall never forget the look on her face… “Is God actually healing me?”She was in shock.I’m looking forward to hearing more from her…To God be the Glory. ~Fr. Nigel W.D. Mumford+

How much faith do we need to be healed?

How much faith do we need to be healed?


I put it to you that those who pray for you, need to have that faith.
The onus of prayer is not on the sick person.
The onus to pray is on those who have faith for you.
So, how much faith did Lazarus have to be healed?
He had NO faith…
HE WAS DEAD!
The Lord healed him. Well, more than that, He resurrected him.
Conversely, the woman with the issue of bleeding had faith all by herself.
So, either way, The Lord takes care of us.
Please don’t beat yourself up in the process of healing. Let God do
what He does best after all He is the same yesterday, today and forever…
Be healed in the name of Jesus.
Got it?
Get it?
Good!
~ Rev. Nigel Mumford+

Unforgiveness, a Block to Your Healing?

Unforgiveness and the healing of an unhealed wound.

By Fr. Nigel W.D. Mumford+

Some years ago a woman called me asking for a home visit with her husband. She told me that she works,  “Let yourself in and go into the living room. My husband is unable to walk so he will not come to the door, just ring the bell and walk in… announcing who you are.”


I did just that. He was sitting in his “decliner” with a large bandage around his knee. He told me that, “He had surgery eight months ago and it was still not healing! He told me that “His knee weeps and oozes, it is very painful to walk, it just won’t heal.”We prayed. His dog was very excited about the visit and was very interestedIn that fact that I laid hands on the mans knee. When I started praying the dog Went away, curled up and went to sleep.


I had finished my prayer and started to leave.  Several paces away I stoped and turned around and said, “Do you need to forgive anyone?” The words just came out of my mouth. He said “Yes, my sister, we have not spoken in over a year.”I quietly went back to him and told him how important forgiveness is and howUnforgiveness is perhaps the number one block to healing. Basically, if we don’t Forgive we are not forgiven by God. I left.

Three days later I got a phone call from this man. He told me what happened. Right after I left he called his sister. She said, “Ive been waiting for this call for over a year…” He then told me that his knee had totally dried up in four hours. He had taken off the bandage and the wound healed over in twelve hours. He was walking without a limp… his knee was totally healed. He was ecstatic and thanked God profusely… To God be the Glory.  “Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.”









A Welcome Home Initiative Reflection.

A WELCOME HOME REFLECTION…July 8th 2019

It was thirteen years ago that the WHI began. We have put on thirty six such three day healing retreats. Over a thousand vets and spouses have been directly touched by the WHI. Reflecting about these past years, I felt empowered to write the following. 
It is indeed a great privilege to watch these war zone men and women transform from broken, bent over, lost souls, haunted by the past, with such sad faces and broken spirits, to fully upright smiling souls…. set free from “the power of the enemy.” Jesus is saving lives one at a time and “setting the captives free” for He is the same yesterday, today and forever. I cannot tell you what it is really like to watch God at work. I wishI could. All I can really say is that it is like watching a huge yoke pressing downon each person, the yoke of physical and emotional oppression, with a double dose of death pressing in… to physically watch that leave is such a privilege, such a joy, such a …. I don’t have the words… what is it Lord… really watching our veterans totally transformed after years (some even up to fifty years and some as recent as 6 months ago) suddenly realizing that indeed the enemy is now Inert, impotent and powerless. All glory goes to God. Thank you Jesus for setting the captives free.Thank you for delivering them from the past, that is such a haunted mine filed of horrific memories, waiting to explode in all the wrong places.This life is not a dress rehearsal. Pray that lives are saved… one at a time.This twenty two suicide a day has to stop. Thank you Lord that you heal memories. Fr. Nigel W.D. Mumford+

The Red Apple with a Green Heart

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THE APPLE
By Nigel Mumford+

For Christmas, my bride an I were given a triple layer polystyrene container of apples from Upstate New York from close friends. One of the apples had a distinctive green heart on it. I carried it with me, wondering when I was going to eat it. I had occasion to go the mall to get new lenses for my eye glasses. They told me it would take an hour. So, I walked to the main area of the Mall where lots of people were milling around, sitting or enjoying a coffee. I looked around and found a place to sit.
I sat praying for all the people I could see. A young woman next to me said, “It’s fun to people watch isn’t it?” I said, “Yes but I’m praying your them too.”
We had a great chat. She told me she wanted to be a nurse. Loverly person.
I had my collar on as she asked me what do I do as a priest? I told her and mentioned that I’ve written a few books. “I’ve never met an author before.”
She said.
Then I remembered the red apple with a green heart in my pocket.
I took it out of my pocket and gave it to her saying that I had had this in my pocket for while and God just told me to give it to you!

Her jaw dropped. It was like time stood still…
She told me that her Grandmother had died 6 months ago and that since then, all the family have either found hearts or have been given hearts…
She sat there looking at me…

It was a true God moment, amongst hundreds of people…
Again God got my attention. I would add it got hers too!

The Red Apple
With a green heart…