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Showing posts with label faith. Show all posts

Monday, July 22, 2013

Healing Broken Wings


It was a year ago that I received a healing miracle from God.  After years of suffering with an illness that I was told had no cure I felt the hand of God touch me and heal me. I had faith that God would heal me if it was His will.  I believe if it is God’s will that He can and does answer prayers.  My answer came in a way I never expected.  At the encouragement of a dear friend I traveled to Indiana to have a simple Amish man with a gift from God pray for me, lay hands on me and use his gift of Iridology to heal me.  I wrote about this experience in more detail last summer.


The past twelve months I have had a gradual and steady healing from nearly all of the symptoms that had previously debilitated me.  I say nearly all because there are a few annoying symptoms that God chose to leave me with to fulfill His purposes.  I have been able to gradually go off of all the medications that were being used to control my symptoms.

Thank you, Jesus for healing me. 
Please use my life in a way that is pleasing to You.



 



 

 
Matthew 9:22

Jesus turned and saw her. “Take heart, daughter,” he said, “your faith has healed you.” And the woman was healed at that moment.



2 Corinthians 12:7-10
Therefore, in order to keep me from becoming conceited, I was given a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me.   Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me.   But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.   That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.



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Tuesday, August 21, 2012

God's Healing Touch

This summer I journeyed to Indiana to visit an Amish man whom God has given the gift of healing.  His name is Solomon Wickey.  He uses iridology (examining the iris of the eye), applied kinesiology and prayer to determine what is wrong with a person and if it is God’s will healing can occur.  I first heard about Solomon when my friend in Ohio went to see him last year and was healed from both dysautonomia and lupus.

In July I had my first visit to see Solomon.  He is an elderly, Amish man.  Simple, humble, and I found out he is funny.  When it was my time to see him I sat in a chair facing him while he asked what was troubling me.  I had a horrible headache the morning I went to see Solomon. I told him I had a brain lesion and that my autonomic nervous system did not function properly – that my brain did not send the correct signals to my body to function the way it should.  I told him about my tremors, pain, and erratic heart rate. He looked at me, smiled and said “well, we know that cannot be because you are a blonde”.  Ha ha ha!  I almost started laughing hysterically – the Amish man was telling a blond joke!  I smiled, lightly laughed and said nope.  He asked me to remove my glasses so he could examine my eyes.  He then had me hold my right arm out and laid his hand on it, lightly pushing it down.  He closed his eyes for a brief period of time, quietly speaking in prayer. Next he picked up a bottle of some type of herb, again softly praying. He asked me if I had metal in my mouth.  What an odd question, I thought.  I told him I had a couple old silver fillings. He told me some of my health  problems are from mercury poisoning. Mercury poisoning! I have amalgam dental fillings.  This type of filling is silver and mercury.  Solomon told me they needed to be removed, that the mercury is leaking into my body & they are slowly poisoning me. He said once they are removed I also needed to detox any traces of mercury from my body.  He suggested a teaspoon of vegetable glycerin for three weeks to “draw” the metal.  The mercury would bind to it and pass safely from my body.  This revelation did not surprise me; my neurologist/autonomic specialist at Froedtert/Medical College of WI had suspected and tested for various types of metal poisonings but the lab tests he had conducted came back "in normal range" so it was not pursued; well, in people with a chronic, genetic illness any levels of elevated metal in the body can be dangerous, toxic and will continue to kill cells. I was told if I don't rid my body of the metal I will continue to get sicker.  I had a massive headache before my appointment, when I left it was completely gone and I felt peaceful.

This was now a matter of trust and obedience and God would know this.  It was no coincidence that the one and only thing I would be asked to do would be something difficult for me.  I hate going to the dentist.  I had to decide if I would ignore the healing message God gave Solomon for me or I could be obedient and trust to have healing in my life.  The week after my appointment with Solomon Wickey I made an appointment with the dentist to have my amalgam fillings safely removed; I then did the three weeks of mercury detoxification.
The night I saw Solomon I slept through the night for the first time in many, many years and have continued sleeping through the night since.  My muscle tremors have stopped and my cognitive function has improved.  I completed a 5k walk at the end of July with no side effects.  Last year I participated in the same event and needed to go to the emergency room after for IV fluids because it took such a toll on my autonomic system.

I made a second trip to see Solomon in August.  I wanted to ask him about the headaches and unequal pupil dilation I experience.  At this appointment he again examined my eyes - he could see significant healing.  Solomon laid hands on my forehead and said my brain lesion was gone.  He then had me hold my right arm out, laid his hand on it, lightly pushing it down & prayed.  Next he laid hands on my neck and told me he had “released” my thyroid.  I asked him if I needed to do anything else or take any herbs or supplements.  He said no.  I thanked him…He replied, “thank God”.  I smiled at him and told him I thank God each day.  Solomon smiled back.


In the weeks since my second visit to see Solomon I have had no more headaches or visual disturbances.  I am continuing to sleep well at night.  I have no pain or muscle tremors.  My heart rate and blood pressure have been stable. 

 

The type of dysautonomia I have is genetic; if God allows me to live more “symptom free” it is a blessing.  If He chooses to allow some “thorn” to remain to keep me humble & under His wing that is also a blessing.  Either way, I am grateful, loved and His chosen.
People who do not believe in God & healing may not understand this.  This is a faith journey.  It is God doing what God does.
God has given this gentle, humble Amish man the gift to heal...what a perfect way for God to work.  To choose a man that will use the gift freely for only God’s glory and purposes.  Solomon charges no money to heal.  He uses the gift God gave him to serve and honor God.

Sometimes we cannot find the words to describe what happens when the hand of God reaches down and touches our life...we just need to let our heart & soul be overflowing with gratitude.

I am blessed beyond measure.


Sunday, August 12, 2012

When I Am Weak, I Am Strong

I just read a dysautonomia blog entry that contained some of the most depressing and hopeless thoughts I have read. This person cannot seem to find meaning for the life journey she is on since her diagnosis; while I do not relish a life with chronic illness I have found life-changing purpose since my diagnosis. In fact I have even greater clarity on the purpose and meaning of life since I was diagnosed.

It is all about perspective. I can choose to remain optimistic in difficult times, knowing that out of struggle comes victory. It has been the difficult times, the dark days that I have been driven to my knees in prayer because I had no place else to turn. It has been in crying out to God that my tears have been collected in heaven and the mighty hands of God have carried me. Faith, hope and trust are the only way to have this perspective. The alternative is to be pessimistic, angry, and bitter. This will only make a person weary and tear a person apart, slowly and painfully. It is a choice.  

In my weakness I am strong. In my suffering I become less dependent on myself and more dependent on God to direct my life. My temporary suffering will achieve an eternal glory for me. I gain empathy, compassion and love for others. If a person has no faith or belief their perspective becomes narrow, self-motivating and short-term. It is hard to be grateful and loving if one is angry, bitter and full of self-pity.

Again, I say it is about perspective.






…he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong. 
  
2 Corinthians 12:9-10


When I Am Weak, I Am Strong...no crap in that!




Sunday, July 15, 2012

Breaking Free





I have not written for many months...so many reasons why. Physically I have been in crisis, spiritually I have been under attack, emotionally I haven felt empty and often at loss for the right words to express what I am going through. God has used this time to bring me to a place where He is the only refuge I have, the only place I can find peace and the only source of all of the answers I seek.

I have been chained to my life; a life with a chronic illness that medical professionals have told me has no cure. There have been many days none of what I have experienced that past several years have made any sense. I have argued with God, debated with Him, bargained with Him, and begged Him to heal me…and I have waited.    


Faith.  The bottom line is that He has been developing my faith.  There have been other lessons thrown in; compassion, empathy, patience, charity…but the main one has been faith. 

My faith has grown.  I feel my heart and soul becoming filled with so much joy no matter what my circumstances.  My body is physically ill but my spirit soars. 

…and now, God is sending me on a different journey, one He has laid before me.  He has said “if you want to be healed have faith, trust me and be healed”.  The chains are about to be broken…

“Take heart, daughter,” he said, “your faith has healed you.” And the woman was healed at that moment.

Matthew 9:22


Tuesday, December 13, 2011

A Time to Heal


Do You Want To Be Healed?

In the Book of John, Chapter 5 there is a wonderful story about Jesus having a conversation with a crippled man at the pool of Bethesda.  It was said that when the waters in this pool of water stirred they had healing powers so many sick and ill people stayed around the pool, hoping to be first into the water when they moved, hoping for a chance to be healed.

John 5:5-6
One who was there had been an invalid for thirty-eight years.  When Jesus saw him lying there and learned that he had been in this condition for a long time, he asked him, “Do you want to get well?”
 

What a question to ask someone who has been crippled for thirty-eight years! Why wouldn’t he want to be healed?  Odd question….or is it?

Change and fear of the unknown can be difficult.  It is not always easy to give up control of the things that cripple.  A new sense of normal settles in.  Pain, self-pity, loneliness, and fear somehow become familiar and safe.  Peace is made with the illness and life passes by.


“A familiar captivity is frequently more desirable than an unfamiliar freedom”.  C.S. Lewis


Are you defined by your illness?  Do you have an illness or does your illness have you?  This is an important question to answer because once you have decided to succumb to your illness you stop fully living the life intended for you.  Stay strong, keep fighting and have a desire to be healed. Faith that you can and will be healed comes from placing yourself in the hands of God and trusting Him.

 Do you want to be healed?  Do you REALLY want to be healed?  Are you ready and willing to face the challenges, possibilities and uncertainties that life holds if you are healed?


John 5:7-9
Sir,” the invalid replied, “I have no one to help me into the pool when the water is stirred. While I am trying to get in, someone else goes down ahead of me.”  Then Jesus said to him, “Get up! Pick up your mat and walk.”  At once the man was cured; he picked up his mat and walked.



If you are ready to accept God’s healing, ask Him.  God heals, gives miracles.
 
This is a step of faith.  It is a move toward God.  You have to want to be healed.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Spa Recluse

The past couple days have been very rough. I have had a "headache from hell". Along with it comes the nausea and digestive problems that sweep over me like waves that never stop crashing onto shore. On days like these I need to dig deep and hold onto my faith because otherwise be so easy to give up. I lay in my dark room, quietly praying for relief. My bedroom becomes a mini-sanctuary...today I am thankful for the room-darkening blinds.

Knowing I need to stay hydrated I made myself some brew-over-ice sweet berry lime tea and drank that while resting in the extra-deep soaking tub. My spa at home...then back to bed.












I am extremely grateful that the horrid headache I have had for the past three days is finally lifting. I was able to go sit in my outdoor napping chair today.
Sunshine again too :)


Isaiah 43:2

When you pass through the waters, I will be with you;
and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you.
When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned;
the flames will not set you ablaze.