Friday, October 30, 2015

He Heals, and He Also Confirms

Y'all know I'm a Baptist girl, right?

Well, I am. Sort of.

I never understood the Holy Spirit; maybe I was afraid of Him? I'm not sure, but after spending a secluded weekend retreat with God recently, the Lord finally helped me grasp some understanding of that part of His person. He poured fresh revelation in me, and now I get it. He's so good to reveal Himself if you earnestly seek His wisdom and knowledge. Scripture says that if a son asks for a loaf of bread, the father does not give him a stone (Matthew 7:9).

Our Father is the same way; He gives what He knows we need. So if we ask for what we truly need, He is sure to grant it.

Well, I needed some Holy Spirit, y'all.

I needed some healing from anxieties, from subtle fears that were controlling me. I knew they were controlling me, but honestly? They were comfortable. They were my security blanket. I am not convinced that I knew how to function without them. They were second nature for me.

We have an enemy who loves to convince us of these lies. As long as he can keep us bogged down by something--anything--well, what can God do through us? Not much. And that's where I had pulled up a nice comfy chair. But because of His great love for His children, He won't leave us there...if only we'll trust Him to give us a better seat, He will.

After the pivotal moment where I knew God had begun His healing work in me, I thought of the woman who had been bleeding for 12 years. I wondered at what point she knew she had been healed; was it instantly or did she realize the full extent of it later that day? Then, of course, today her story was included in my daily reading plan!

"'If I just touch his clothes, I will be healed.' Immediately her bleeding stopped and she felt in her body that she was freed from her suffering" (Mark 5:29 NIV). The ESV words it this way: "And immediately the flow of blood dried up, and she felt in her body that she was healed of her disease."

Nothing non-Baptist happened to me while I prayed and asked Jesus to heal my issue of fear, and I honestly think that caused me to doubt a bit. I mean, I was done with this stupid fear--I was desperate enough to leave behind its bondage that I was ready for something crazy to happen to me!

I didn't fall on the floor or do back flips, but you know what did happen?

I felt in my body that I was freed from my suffering.

It was subtle; it was gentle, tender. He is gentle and tender with us because we are His daughters, His sons. He cares for us as we care for our children, just so much more deeply.

I walked away knowing He had healed me, from deep within. Incredible warmth had melted something cold from the depths of my chest and permeated through the rest of my form. It caused me to breathe deeper than before, cleansing breaths that brought rejuvenation and fresh energy.

As I went on my way in the days that followed, I experienced brief moments of doubt that I truly was healed (and I believe healing is also a journey we must traverse alongside Christ, so I was not expecting to literally never fear anything again). But each time I brought my experience back to the Lord and asked Him what He had done, He confirmed it.

He confirmed that He was indeed healing me.

And guess how He responded to the woman who touched His garment? He gently whispered, "Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace and be freed from your suffering" (Mark 5:34 NIV).

He confirmed her healing, too.

I don't know about you, but I'm a doubter. Without His confirmation, I might have convinced myself completely that He had not done a work in me. I'm so thankful that He not only heals, but He also confirms. He doesn't just care about the first encounter with Him; He wants you to stay in close touch with Him. He wants to continually heal you, to continually remind you of the work He is doing in your life!
Peace of Christ to you,

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