Monday, April 9, 2012

My Healing

I have put this testimony off for a while, frankly, because I do not understand how the whole "healing thing" works. I know how it worked in the Bible. I have heard stories of people being healed. I, myself, never knew anyone who had been healed by God, that is, till my dad's healing. I think I put this off too, because I thought that if I lost faith, or something went wrong, some how my healing would be taken back by God. I wouldn't want people to think I was lying. It's funny how the devil likes to take something miraculous and twist it just so.

I have had back pain since I was ten years old. My first real problem with my back was when I was 26. One day, my back went out, and I couldn't get back up. (insert joke here)  This continued off and on for several years. When we moved to Birmingham, I saw a chiropractor, who told me that I have three bulging discs; one at the top, the middle, and the bottom of my back. The disc at the bottom of my back gave me the worst pain. There would be times that medicine and chiropractic care would help. Then there were times I was out of commission for several weeks. I could only lay in bed.

My story of testimony, began in April of 2011. Although I have three bulging discs, there are only two that really bother me. The one in my neck and the one in my lower back. I had never had all three go out on me before this year. They were overlapping in pain. I would get one almost healed and the other would go out. I had been walking, almost every day, till December; until it became too cold to walk outside. I started back in the spring. When I started having so many problems with my back, all at once, I couldn't exercise at all. I was blessed just to get around the house. I was going to get something out of my cabinet in the kitchen, when I heard God tell me, "If you will go walk, your back will be healed." I looked up, and said, "Let me get my shoes on!" Now, I assumed, that if I could start walking, no matter how slow or small, it would strengthen my back up, and I would get better. This is what was in my mind.

I started walking around my block. I looked like a little old lady, barely moving. As I walked, I prayed and praised God. I spoke with Keith, (my husband), over the phone, about a lesson I heard that day. When I finished speaking with Keith, I began praying again. I started back to my house. I was across the street, when I heard a voice say, "Why don't you pray for your back to be healed?" You have to remember, when I heard God speak, I thought he meant my back would get better. I didn't think He meant no more pain. After I heard the voice, I wasn't sure. I felt like if God wanted to heal me, He would without asking. I had been so consumed with this book/blog. For one time in my life, I wasn't thinking about me, my needs. I said out loud, as I'm walking, "I don't know if I should." The voice said again, "Ask and it will be given." So, that's what I did. I prayed that God would heal my back in Jesus' name. I don't remember the prayer. I don't remember my words. I know they weren't fancy or scripture filled.

I was about to cross the street to get to my house, when a red truck went by. I waved at the person. (Now mind you, the whole time I'm walking around my huge block, I am in pain.) All of a sudden, I felt that feeling again; the presence of the Holy Spirit. By the time I took my first step onto my yard, the bottom of my back started feeling funny. It kept feeling funny. When I reached my door and opened it, I had no pain! I couldn't believe it! I came in the house and started jumping up and down. Then, I danced around, twisting, shouting, you name it! I had my own song going, "Go Jesus! Go Jesus! Go! Go! Go Jesus! I had tears streaming down my face and I praised God over and over!

When my kids got home from school, I told them what had happened. Ethan didn't believe me. You see, when my back goes out, they have to help me to the kitchen, the car, the bathroom, well, not in the bathroom, but you get the idea. Ethan said, "If you back is well, hop up and down." I did. He said, "Do jumping jacks, run in place." I did.  Tucker and Ethan sat there in amazement.

The way I would describe how I felt for the next couple of days is numb. The area on my back that hurt so bad (the lower part) was numb. There were times where it was like I could almost feel some one's hand untwisting my spine. Does this make sense? It's the only way I know how to describe it. I've had pinched nerves, this was different.

As I said before, I wasn't sure how this healing thing works. I didn't know if I would be healed for a day, a week, a month, or a lifetime. I'm not sure if the Bible explains this. I didn't want my healing to go away though. I wanted to shout it out to everyone what had happened, but I was afraid. I only told my family what had happened.

Here's the kicker to this: I have cataracts on my eyes. I now have to have someone go with me, if I'm going someplace new, because I can't read the street signs. I have horrible IBS. My IBS, basically, kept me home-bound for all of my late twenties to early thirties. I have already spoken about my teeth. So why my back? I don't know. I don't know why He chose my back. I don't know if there was going to come a time where I would need surgery or not be able to walk. I don't question the "why." I am so thankful that God looked down on one of His children and provided healing for her.

(I had told God that after one year if my back was still the same I would post this. I know it's not right to put limits on God or give God an ultimatum but, I feel like God knew this was so new to me, I pray for forgiveness, I pray He understands why I did what I did. So here it's been one year and no pain! Praise God He is good!)

Philemon vs 6
I pray that you may be active in sharing your faith, so that you will have a full understanding of every good thing we have in  Christ.

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