Showing posts with label worry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label worry. Show all posts

Sunday, May 31, 2015

HEALING: HOW SCRIPTURE AND REVELATION FROM HOLY SPIRIT WORK TOGETHER


“My arm hurts,” I moaned. I’m not sure what exactly I did, probably carrying too many books along with my laptop in a bag off that arm, or maybe I twisted it, I don’t know. But it hurt and though I’d taken some ibuprofen and tried to use the other arm more, it wasn’t really working so I complained out loud until I caught myself. If my arm was going to stop hurting, I had to change what I was saying.

I repented and instead of saying what I had, I called for what I didn’t t have--healing. I started saying, “The Bible says by His stripes I’m healed. Arm, you’re healed.” I called for what I didn’t have. That’s how faith works. Faith calls for things that are not, so that they come.

Sometimes we start off great and we find scripture that fits what we are calling for, but then we get distracted and let it go by the wayside and the problem returns. That's what happened to me. I thought I had it handled, but then it got worse and I started getting worried. I asked Jane to pray for my arm and she did and it felt better. I believed my arm was healed but there was still some irritation.

I was so glad I didn’t have to do any really hard work because I was starting to get concerned about my nagging arm. I believed it would be healed and kept saying to my arm, “You’re healed in Jesus name.” But there was still one last step in my healing process. It came in an unusual and fun way.

I started a new job with my friend Wendy. I got up early, got dressed, emptied the cat box and went into the kitchen to make coffee. I was a little worried about how my arm would perform but I was going anyway. Then as I was making my coffee I got this revelation from the Holy Spirit. The Lord brought Wendy’s words that she spoke a year ago to my remembrance, “I always do stretching exercises in the morning.” God used those words to speak to me!

As I was waiting for my coffee, I started swinging my right arm around in a full circle forward six times, then backwards six times, then my left arm. Then I swung my arms to the sides as I twisted from side to side. Then I bent sideways and stretched my arms over my head and did a few other stretches. Then my coffee was ready.

It was like in Luke 6:10 where “[Jesus] said unto the man, Stretch forth thy hand. And he did so: and his hand was restored whole as the other.” My arm was totally healed.

There are so many varied examples of healing in the Bible and I love how the Lord leads us to our healing if we persist. Believing God for healing is the important thing and seeking Him first and continuously.

Healing could be instantaneous, or through a friend’s prayer, or through medicine or exercise, or a combination of things. Or even as wild as when Jesus “spat on the ground, and made clay of the spittle, and he anointed the eyes of the blind man with the clay, And said unto him, Go, wash in the pool of Siloam. He went his way therefore, and washed, and came seeing” (John 9: 6-7).

We never give up on God. He’s always on time and He will heal us.

Love, Carolyn

Sunday, May 4, 2014

BLACK ICE

I was driving to a friend’s house when it started to rain. As I turned into the far lane of the freeway on-ramp, the wheels on my pickup hit the grease in the road and it started to hydroplane just like hitting black ice. I turned into the skid but then I was sliding in the opposite direction and out of control. The whole truck slipped one way then the other, then toward the cement easement.

I heard the forceful sound of crushing metal as my front end smashed into the cement. I heard the garish crunch but I didn’t feel it. Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion and I was the spectator watching a movie of myself.

This happened to me before in Michigan when a big truck jackknifed across the freeway right in front of me and I nearly hit it but suddenly stopped only about five feet short, and once when I hit black ice at an intersection in Ohio.

I am convinced that God actually slows down time in these kinds of situations. In Isaiah 38:8 God said, “Behold I will bring the shadow on the sundial ten degrees backward.” That was about forty minutes. God can and will do this for us. And I pray for protection every morning and truly believe that angels surround us so that we don’t get hurt. Psalm 5:12 promises, “with favor thou wilt thou compass him as with a shield.” I believe that with all my heart.

The back end of my truck jutted out into the oncoming lanes. Fortunately there were only a few cars coming and they were able to go around.  I managed to scrape my way across the two lanes and into the hotel parking lot.

A tall good-looking man came over. He asked if I was hurt and I said I wasn’t. He said, “I saw the whole thing and I can’t believe you weren’t hurt and that you can actually drive your car!” He pulled a tool out of his shirt pocket, “I always carry this with me.” It looked like a pair of pliers, but then he began to cut into the metal bumper with it and was able to bend out the bumper and use the tool again to loosen the last bolt holding it on. He put the piece in the bed of my truck. Then he used the tool again to pull the fender away from the wheel so it wouldn’t scrape. After a little effort on his part and testing on my part, I was able to drive freely. All I had was twenty dollars with me, which I gave him and thanked him profusely for the help.

A couple more miracles took place around this incident: my roommate found a place to get parts at the most discounted prices in America and my neighbor offered to put them on for free. What I’ll end up paying is less than half of what I’d pay with a deductible.

I’m not trying to say that all of this was a delight. Not so. After the accident I had to grab my mind and mouth many times to keep out the negatives of worry, stress and despair. But thank God I was able to do it. I’m learning to keep quiet and trust Him even in the negative situations and He comes through every time.

If His eyes are on the sparrow, He will surely watch over me. (Luke 12:6-7)

Love, Carolyn


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