As a young church member, I was always curious as to whether Father Moon could heal people. Then in 1982, I got the answer through a direct experience. I had injured my right hip during a martial arts training accident one Saturday afternoon and had to be carried out. I did not want to go to the hospital, because I did not want to miss our early 5:00 A M service, even though I was in excruciating pain. “I will see a doctor after service,” I thought.
But during the night Father Moon came to me, looking very serious, and touched my right hip. He pointed his finger at me with that look in his eyes, as if to say, “You doubting Thomas,” and then he left. I was awakened at 4:30 AM, and my thoughts went to my injured hip. Suddenly, a voice said, “Get up,” which I apprehensively did. To my amazement there was not an inkling of pain. Everyone was shocked when I walked into the room. After service I gave my testimony.
From I Am in This Place, p. 14.