Mom had a bad fall during my sophomore year of high school. She fell on her car keys and they went almost completely through her hand. We were blessed to have some great mission doctors that took great care of her. As she began the healing process, Uncle Jack (one of our mission doctors) told her that the best therapy would be piano, so she took up piano lessons.
A couple of years later, Mom played “Little Drummer Boy” at our annual Mission Meeting. Following her song, she shared testimony of God’s healing. Our mission family and others had prayed for complete healing of that hand. God healed the damage from the fall, but He also healed the arthritis in that hand that had been a problem well before the fall. He did completely heal the hand. Now, every Christmas, when I hear that song, I am reminded of her testimony that summer.