Before me stood a petite Honduran man. As he limped towards me, I could barely hear what he was saying because my focus was on his legs. One leg was extremely larger than the other. I soon found out that he had injured his knee the day before while hiking up a mountain.
A friend and I offered to pray for God to heal him, but nothing happened.
So we prayed again. The pain lessened, but he still limped.
So we prayed again. The pain lessened, but he was still limping.
So we prayed again. This went on until we had prayed almost 10 times.
Jesus prayed for the blind man several times before he was healed so we were following His example which proved to be working. By this time, he had very little pain and was walking comfortably around the room. I asked him, “Do you want to keep praying?” He said, “Yes. There’s still a little pain and I can’t bend my knee all the way back.” So, we kept praying until almost all pain was gone and he could bend his knee.
The next day I saw him with a bandage wrapped around his knee.
The beautiful coat of colors wrapped around her delicate, porcelain skin was picturesque as it reflected her culture and history. It seemed as she walked closer and closer to me that someone or something had smeared the canvas of her face. I could barely understand her broken English, as this petite Japanese lady tried to communicate what appeared to be a mix of excitement and need. As I looked closer, I could see her face was drooping a bit and I assumed she needed prayer, but we all know what happens when you assume, especially in other countries, so I went to look for a translator.
My friend and I soon discovered she had been suffering from severe migraines that eventually lead to numbness in her face. A few months prior she had consulted a doctor who told her it was caused by a severe infection in her face. The pain eventually left, but the numbness increased and she was now experiencing it on both sides of her face. Her once youthful appearance had caused her to appear much older. She quietly said, “I have been praying that God would send someone to pray for me. Will you pray for me?”
My friend agreed to join me in prayer for this sweet lady, Airi. After receiving permission I placed my hand on Airi’s face, and we began to pray. Immediately, Airi’s quiet and timid disposition changed as her eyes flew wide open in amazement and looked up at me. I was sure she could feel what I was feeling. A heat that consumed my hands like a fiery furnace was consuming her face. A common occurrence for me that was likely the first time she felt the healing power of God. A few moments passed and I asked how she was feeling.
She struggled to answer in her amazement, “It’s better.” My friend & I didn’t know how to react to her. You would’ve thought Airi had just seen an angel. Her eyes still big as golf balls and her mouth permanently opened in shock, she could barely stand to her feet. As we helped her to a seat nearby, I asked if all numbness was gone or did she still feel a little. She said again in amazement, “It’s 90% gone.” So, with her permission, we prayed again.
God completely healed Airi after praying the second time. The drooping had begun to diminish and her face take on its form again. We watched as she stumbled away with her eyes and mouth wide open and speechless. After about 10 minutes of talking with other people, I noticed her on the other side of the room holding her face and staring at us while others tried to gain her attention. She couldn’t believe that God had healed her.
Thank you, Jesus!
As you can tell, I am a woman of many words. Too often I neglect to stand in awe and wonder of my God. I have seen hundreds healed from everything from a headache to incurable diseases. Some of those healings were even my own, yet I neglect often times to stand in awe of the God who made it all possible. I am nothing without him. I did not heal that woman. It was God who healed Airi. None of these stories, none of my experiences would have been possible without God.
Are there moments in your life that wouldn’t be possible without God? Take a moment to remember His goodness and stand in awe of his love for you. Don’t forget to say, “Thank you, God.”
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The paint was chipping on the weathered concrete structure as we entered the Ukrainian church. You would never guess this was where 100 people gathered every week, as it looked very different from most Western churches. I imagine in the nearly 70 years of Communist rule, building church sanctuaries was not on their list of priorities. The lack of Western luster didn’t offend God either because he showed up and showed out this particular day. After teaching one hour about God’s desire to heal the sick and perform miracles, through my interpreter, I asked if anyone needed prayer for healing.
The first couple in line pastored a local Ukrainian church that teaches, “Healing is not for people today. Healing was something that Jesus and the disciples did in Bible times, but it was not meant for us to experience today. The wife said, “I’ve had severe back pain for five months. I realized during your teaching today that I had sin in my life. I repented of the sin while you were teaching and my back started to feel a little better, but the pain is still there. Can you pray for my back that God would completely heal me?”
My heart nearly skipped a beat as I listened to her next few words. I’ve heard these words many times. I have lived my life by these words until God revealed His truth to me. She said, “I think God is punishing me for my sin, that’s why I am in pain.”
WoW! Even now as I write down her words, I can feel her pain. Soon compassion for her overwhelmed me. “That is not true! That is a lie from the enemy, satan. God does not make people sick! God does not punish people with sickness,” I said.
Take a look a the scriptures below. Do you see a theme?
“He forgives all our sins and heals all our diseases.” Psalms 103:3
“Jesus spoke and the demons left them, and he healed all the sick.” Matthew 8:16
“Jesus went everywhere in Galilee….preaching the good news….healing all the people’s diseases and sicknesses.” Matthew 4:23
It’s a three letter word that we should repeat over and over as it pertains to healing. It’s the word ALL. “ALL” means “every, wholly, entirely, completely, everything.” It doesn’t mean some people or just specific sicknesses, but ALL people and ALL sickness.
In Psalms 103:3, it says “He[God] forgives ALL your sins, and heals ALL your diseases.” So, the same faith that it takes for you to believe that Jesus Christ died on the cross for your sins and receive him as your Savior, is the same faith it takes to believe He can heal you. There is no magic method, formula, words, or actions that should be followed to receive healing from God. You only need to believe in faith. If you are a child of God, then you already have that faith. The enemy will immediately try to come in and create doubt by telling you lies. We have a choice to believe him and make his lies our truth or resist him and choose to believe God.
What if you don’t believe in the bible? Let’s take a look at these lies from a logical standpoint. God doesn’t make people sick! Why? Because He’s not sick. You can’t give what you don’t have.
If sickness is from God and in some way this brings Him glory, why would it not bring Him more glory if we were even sicker?
Why would hospitals not be places of revival where people are giving their lives to Christ?
Do you have children of your own, nieces, nephews, etc.? If they were disobeying you, would you give them pneumonia, cancer, or some other disease until they did what you told them to do? NO, of course not. You would be arrested for child abuse and your children taken away from you. You love your children and would do anything to protect them and keep them safe. Often times sparing no expense to ensure their health and safety. If you have received the Lord Jesus Christ as your Savior, then you are considered a child of God. Why would he make you sick to teach you something? That’s just stinking thinking!!!
I could see the look of astonishment and hope on her face. Could it be true? Could God really heal her?
She went on to explain her pain was so severe that she could only bend over at a ten-degree angle, which made it hard to pick up things, properly bend to sit in a chair and do everyday tasks. So, with her permission, I laid my hands on her back and prayed that God’s healing power would flow through her body and all muscles, tissue, ligaments, and bones would be restored to their normal length and strength.
The humid, Philippines air flowed through the open window as I wiped the sticky, sweat from my face. Good thing no one else was in the room to witness my slobber on the pillow. I could hear the earthly sounds of crickets, roosters, and tropical leaves blowing in the wind. Barely able to lift my head, I decided to stay for another moment gaining my strength and preparing for the gut-wrenching pain soon to overwhelm my body. Exhaustion coupled with the tropical heat had not produced the relief I needed from this deep sleep. Instead, I was faced with the reality that I may not be able to get out of this bed. Just like most of humanity, my bladder wasn’t privy to the news of my back pain. It was functioning just fine.
Perhaps if I rolled out of the bed and used those fancy military maneuvers I saw on TV as a child, I could make it to the bathroom that was less than four feet from me. Clinching the bed frame with all my strength, I pulled myself closer to the edge of the bed. In a moment of relief, I thought to myself, using my wonder woman accent, “I can do this! I will not let my bladder win this battle!” Quickly, I started to arise in a sitting position, only to discover my wonder woman skills had failed me. The excruciating pain took over my lower back and landed me on the wooden floor.
How did this happen? I’m young. I haven’t participated in any risky behaviors lately, that I could remember. I just woke up one morning with this pain that increasing began to take over my body moment by moment, day by day for the past two weeks. I couldn’t bend over, sit down, or even walk.