Hi everyone,
I've just come out of a really tough time. I had breathing problems and after repeated doctor's visits and being on many different medicines, I was no better. People were praying for me and I kept on laying hands on myself and praying, but it seemed that as one symptom went away another took its place. I've always felt that I would live to be a 100 and one day I seriously doubted that. I suddenly thought maybe I wouldn't make it to 50! I started thinking that maybe I had never heard from God in any area of my life as well. Including the fact that I had a desire to pray for people and see them healed and in fact raised from the dead. Amazingly, Lez, one of the leaders of the community of believers I belong to, woke up with my face before her and she prayed for complete healing for me!
My dilemma was, "How can I pray for people, when I'm sick?"
I prayed to God for insight and was led to listen to two sermons I'd previously downloaded but not listened too, and they really spoke to me about healing.
One was a preach by Bill Johnson on dealing with disappointment with God. It was about John the Baptist, and how he was called to be someone who would set prisoners free, and here he was in prison and never rescued by Jesus. In fact, he died there! I learnt that often the thing we are called to do is often the biggest struggle. In addition, if we use our disappointment and struggle as a seed it often produces an amazing harvest of success-IF we persevere and have the right attitude! John the Baptist was the forerunner of great things, even though he never saw them happen in his life. I am learning that this is not all about me. I believe this is the beginning of a time in God never seen before. And we are forerunners in a battle that we cannot fully understand.
This whole struggle happened over a period of weeks and once again, I was shown the importance of people in my life. At one of the ladies meetings Lez prayed for me and I suddenly could hear! And the funny thing is I didn't realize I couldn't hear as well as I should. I felt and almost saw a band fall of my head and the mucous leaving my head. My hearing stayed clear. But I was still coughing and my hands, feet and stomach area were still swollen. My husband prayed and said, "Enough and no more!" And things definitely improved.
I went to a 'firefest' on Friday night and was greatly encouraged by God's presence.
Then on the Sunday during the morning service while Lez was, prophesying about awakening I suddenly could see clearly, but this was almost a supernatural 'seeing' as everything was bright-hard to describe…and this didn't last for very long.
On Tuesday, I went to a specialist for a check up on an unrelated matter and she said you must to go and see a chest specialist. She didn't like the sound of my chest at all. I got home and said, "Devil this is enough, nothing will stop me from praying for the sick and believing that the dead will rise too." Almost as suddenly as the breathing problems began, I felt better and I am!! Praise God so wonderful to breathe and not think about it!!!
Lots of love
Louisa
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