I had a headache one evening. I had told my husband I was planning to wait up for him to come home from work. I was frustrated because he works nights, and I was getting ready to text him that I would be going to bed early again, instead. Finally I thought, “This is stupid. God is bigger than a headache!” So I asked my three-year-old to pray for me. He put his hand on my head and then repeated after me a prayer for my headache to go away, and it left immediately. I texted my parents to tell them what happened, and my dad said to pray for him because he had had a headache all day. My son and I prayed for his headache to leave. When I asked my dad how he felt he said, “You’re not going to believe this, but it is gone!” God healed us both!