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I have two more days off and then I work again.
I'm hoping to get more spiritual fulfillment and answers within the next few days, but I'm not expecting any because it's not always about the answers...
It is about fruit.
I also get to go grocery shopping so I am gonna get some health foods, wohoo.
Must pinterest.....recipes and avoid sandwich making.
I'm hoping to get more spiritual fulfillment and answers within the next few days, but I'm not expecting any because it's not always about the answers...
It is about fruit.
I also get to go grocery shopping so I am gonna get some health foods, wohoo.
Must pinterest.....recipes and avoid sandwich making.
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This has me in tears.
‘Goodbye Mama’: Boy Sends Final Text As Tornado Approaches | FOX8.com
‘Goodbye Mama’: Boy Sends Final Text As Tornado Approaches | FOX8.com
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The Lord is always taking me to a deeper level of dependence on Him, hahaha, that's a given.
A long time ago, I thought God wasn't interested in healing me when I needed it or I would never be the kind of person who had enough faith. Then I read my bible, hahaha.
God has done wondrous miracles in healing the emotional scars of my heart, but I never had a need for Him to heal me physically. But once I experienced His miraculous healing of in an emotional sense, it broke down the walls of my heart and I welcomed Him in to places I never thought I'd be comfortable opening.
Then on Saturday night, I twisted my ankle and sprained it quite badly. This is the third time I've sprained it and I've never had a sprain this bad. And I knew God wanted to take me to a deeper level of trust and faith in my walk for this healing. It is against my nature to ask for help when I am physically hurting, I'm always manning it up, putting on a brave face, waving away people who are trying to help me. But I wanted to depend on Him, I decided I was getting tired of acting brave.
As I hobbled home, I kept speaking over my ankle for healing. As I did this, I imagined breaking down a large wall of doubt and disbelief. I wanted to experience my own miracle to believe for bigger and better miracles for the future. I didn't want to live in doubt anymore, I wanted something more. I wanted God to open my eyes to a side of Him I haven't seen yet. I wanted to see something I haven't seen before so I can never un-see it again.
Saturday night, I took some pain killers, I tossed and turned and painfully tried to place my ankle comfortably so I could sleep. It took so long for me to settle, let alone sleep. The morning I woke up and it took me several minutes to get to the kitchen. I wrapped my ankle, took more pain killers and went to church Sunday morning, setting my heart on the fact I will leave with my miracle. I can't explain it, I was just so set on this idea I couldn't let it go.
During worship, I raised my hands, I reminded myself of the story of the woman in the bible with the issue of blood, and how she told herself, "If I only touch His garment, I will be healed." The worship seemed to help clear my mind and set my heart on the Lord. I recalled the break throughs and the miracles He has already taken me through, I reminded myself of what He has already done in my life, and I asked Him to do it again and again. I prayed for healing, while shifting my weight between my feet to test the amount of pain coming from my ankle. It started with great discomfort, but then the next thing I knew I felt popping in my ankles and the pain just dissipated. I thought, "No way!". So I stood on my tippy toes then rolled down and put all my weight on my heels. There was barely a hint of discomfort when I rolled it side to side, but it felt pretty good.
I had trouble comprehending it, so I waited until the service finished and walked around greeting people. I walked fast, I walked slow, still no throbbing aches like I had experienced that morning. I thought maybe it was the stuff I was taking for the pain, but now it is Monday night and I have been walking freely with out a bandage and it is as it should be after several weeks of rest and healing. Needless to say, I got my miracle.
The God who spoke galaxies in to being, the planet creating, life breathing Creator who orchestrated reality defying victories for nations and can make the impossible possible, HE wants to heal my sprained ankle. Now that's mind boggling. It's awesome.
I want to thank the people who stood beside me for this and prayed with me. Be encouraged, our God is a wonderful and good God.
A long time ago, I thought God wasn't interested in healing me when I needed it or I would never be the kind of person who had enough faith. Then I read my bible, hahaha.
God has done wondrous miracles in healing the emotional scars of my heart, but I never had a need for Him to heal me physically. But once I experienced His miraculous healing of in an emotional sense, it broke down the walls of my heart and I welcomed Him in to places I never thought I'd be comfortable opening.
Then on Saturday night, I twisted my ankle and sprained it quite badly. This is the third time I've sprained it and I've never had a sprain this bad. And I knew God wanted to take me to a deeper level of trust and faith in my walk for this healing. It is against my nature to ask for help when I am physically hurting, I'm always manning it up, putting on a brave face, waving away people who are trying to help me. But I wanted to depend on Him, I decided I was getting tired of acting brave.
As I hobbled home, I kept speaking over my ankle for healing. As I did this, I imagined breaking down a large wall of doubt and disbelief. I wanted to experience my own miracle to believe for bigger and better miracles for the future. I didn't want to live in doubt anymore, I wanted something more. I wanted God to open my eyes to a side of Him I haven't seen yet. I wanted to see something I haven't seen before so I can never un-see it again.
Saturday night, I took some pain killers, I tossed and turned and painfully tried to place my ankle comfortably so I could sleep. It took so long for me to settle, let alone sleep. The morning I woke up and it took me several minutes to get to the kitchen. I wrapped my ankle, took more pain killers and went to church Sunday morning, setting my heart on the fact I will leave with my miracle. I can't explain it, I was just so set on this idea I couldn't let it go.
During worship, I raised my hands, I reminded myself of the story of the woman in the bible with the issue of blood, and how she told herself, "If I only touch His garment, I will be healed." The worship seemed to help clear my mind and set my heart on the Lord. I recalled the break throughs and the miracles He has already taken me through, I reminded myself of what He has already done in my life, and I asked Him to do it again and again. I prayed for healing, while shifting my weight between my feet to test the amount of pain coming from my ankle. It started with great discomfort, but then the next thing I knew I felt popping in my ankles and the pain just dissipated. I thought, "No way!". So I stood on my tippy toes then rolled down and put all my weight on my heels. There was barely a hint of discomfort when I rolled it side to side, but it felt pretty good.
I had trouble comprehending it, so I waited until the service finished and walked around greeting people. I walked fast, I walked slow, still no throbbing aches like I had experienced that morning. I thought maybe it was the stuff I was taking for the pain, but now it is Monday night and I have been walking freely with out a bandage and it is as it should be after several weeks of rest and healing. Needless to say, I got my miracle.
The God who spoke galaxies in to being, the planet creating, life breathing Creator who orchestrated reality defying victories for nations and can make the impossible possible, HE wants to heal my sprained ankle. Now that's mind boggling. It's awesome.
I want to thank the people who stood beside me for this and prayed with me. Be encouraged, our God is a wonderful and good God.
