Showing posts with label healing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label healing. Show all posts

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Straigtened Spine

Sleepover.
Giggly girls.
Dancing.
Making food.
Movies.
Healing.


HEALING....
It was SO wonderful to see our friend Miranda aka Randy be healed.

We were discussing which 2 girls would get the pleasure of cozying up in the twin bed, and which one of us would sleep on the floor. I was totally set for the floor when Randy shares that the floor is better for her because of her back. She explains the pain she had had and discomfort of having a pretty major curve in her spine. I was like, "so let's fix that ..."

Zahkea and I layed hands on her back, prayed, and spoke healing over her body. Sure enough, our God is HEALER. Miranda, wide-eyed, reports the difference that she feels in her body not only from the pain, but also with less intense of a curve.

We could totally see that she was carrying herself differently, and not only in her posture. She said that she felt taller. We all run to the doorway where she had been keeping track of her height. She showed us where she had been at, how she had shrunk (because of the curve in her spine) and upon measuring her- she was TALLER than both of the latest markings :)


To celebrate this healing, Randy slept in the cushy bed :)

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Dance On

February, 2010

Know that you are healed.
Know that you are healed...
I am healed.
Am I healed?
Desperately I long for it
But am I willing to let go?
To let go of the brokenness that had defined me
Exchange pity for love
To take on a new identity
Is it really new or has it been all along?
Jesus come
I yearn for it- my heart and flesh cry out for freedom
From fear, from intimidation, from judgement-
I've been freed
To intimately experience the heart and the face of the living God
To move in tune
To hear the rhythms of His heart
And dance
To be known inside and out
To be free
I've gotten tastes of freedom- I've been freed
But I've found myself time and time again back in the shackles from which I had been freed
But no more- no more.
For me, for my generation- for others, for the generation to come- for my children, for my children's children I press on
To love, and to be loved
To trust and to enjoy being trusted
To shout aloud to contend
To take back
To lay hold
To hold on
And I will dance in celebtation of what's been done
And what is yet to come

Monday, June 8, 2009

Wrong Bus... Or was it the Right bus?

While I was waiting at the bus stop, I saw a woman digging through the trash outside of the supermarket, grabing things that they couldn’t sell for one reason or another. And it just burned within me that I wanted to buy her a bag of rice and beans. When I saw burned within in me I’m talking profit Jeremiah saying “If I say I will not mention him, or speak more in his name, there is in my heart as it were a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I am weary with holding it in , and I cannot.” (Jer 20:9) So I went and bought her a bag of rice and a bag of beans $6-7 dollar purchase. And for me not having much, that’s a lot. So I go to give it to her and she says, set it over there. She didn’t even receive the gift in her hands. So I set it where she had told me to. When I see her next she is waiting for the bus, having left the bag where I had set it.

I was so confused and hurt. Had God not placed it in my heart to do this? Is she not in need of this? Instead of scrounging through the garbage, she had before her a meal. WHY? Why would she leave this? Why didn’t she want it? Was it because I had said God bless you? Was it because she had pride? Was it because I presented it to her with pride? God quieted the questions of my heart, and spoke to me that I had done what he had placed for me to do. I did it with all my heart for Him. And He is grateful, he received this. How she reacts is hers, and has no weight on me. He showed me that this is how many are presented with the free gift of Life – here on this earth, continued into eternity in Jesus- that they need not pay the price for their sins and face death- he’s already paid it- he’s given them the meal, yet still they scrounge around looking for something else in the garbage…

So I got on the bus, only it was the one to the Monte de la Cruz and not las Chorreras like I needed. At first I was kind of upset because I would need to walk a ways and up a steep hill, but then Irealized that God had an appointment for me. So I asked the woman next to her if I could pray for her. She said for her daughter who was pregnant, so I did, but how God works- he placed things on my heart to pray for her. And she rested her head in my shoulder, I could feel that she didn’t have that, someone to confide in and just hold her, so I did, and I saw a picture of God having a big lap and him just folding her in his arms. It was beautiful.

I got off the bus and WALKED and walked. And I felt the need to walk quicker, and as I did God spoke to me of how one day I would need to walk REALLY FAST and with ease to get from one village to another, to tend to medical emergencies – K God! Cool.

So then I see this old man walking down hill hobbling along with a cane. So I cross the road say the normal “Buenas” as you se a stranger walk passed you. Then I asked him about his knee. He told me it was bad and that he used to fall a lot and hit his head, and then he started to walk with a cane. So I asked him, if I could pray for him. “Of course!” was his reply. So I spoke healing to his knee, I told it to come into alignment every cell tissue, muscle- everything- and then I felt a shift in his knee under my hand, I felt his blood flowing through it washing away something. When I had finished with that, he asked if I was praying for the sick, and I said "sure!"

He told me that he was deaf in his left ear. So I asked if I could stick my fingers in his ears, and he said yeah, whatever you want. So I did and I commanded his ears to open, and everything to come into alignment as the way the Lord had created it. His tympani, incus, malleus,and stratus. And as I said that I saw in my minds eye that the connections of these parts of his ear were broken, the middle one kind of sagged farther down from the other two- I saw them line up right. And when I took my fingers out of his ears he said thnk you. I asked him how he was and he said better. So I asked him for real? (many times I’ve encountered that out of politeness people will say yes when really it’s a no) But he was like seriously I hear 100% out of this ear. I told him that it was because of Jesus that he was now healed and that he and his family must give all thanks to him for this.

As I write now, I realize that back in July, Jesus asked me to study the anatomy of the ear, because he wanted me to open someone’s left ear. I would pray every once and a while for this person’s ear and this person who was going to be healed. I was always on the lookout for one, but I came across several right ears, which I prayed for, but not seeing anything happen. It was such a treat to finally see God do something with the word that he had given me 11 months ago. YAY!