I had a 500-pound cart at work fall on my shoulder, had five tears in my shoulders, and one shoulder was "frozen." At Healing School in Chattanooga, Brother Ken said during his teaching, "shoulder healed, shoulder healed." 

I turned to my wife and said, “I receive that.” At the end of the message, Brother Kenneth told us to stand up and praise God. When I raised my hands, it was the first time in nine months that the length of my hands was the same. God touched my body that morning and I have full range in what was that frozen shoulder. I praise God for healing my body.