It was almost four years ago when I was healed. Four years ago when the God of the Universe sent His Holy hands down to touch my body. Not sure why, but I've felt the need lately to re-share my testimony of healing.
In 2009 I was 30 years old and I was sick. I suffered from 18 years of chronic migraines. I was getting debilitating migraines 3-4 times a week that would usually incapacitate me for many hours. I would vomit and have diarrhea. I was at the time a military wife, my husband was always gone. I homeschooled our two boys.
I also experienced chronic fatigue, was over weight, had halitosis, blood in my stool, constant inflammation in my muscles, had terrible dizzy spells, and chronic nausea.
I had been to my general practitioner, a neurologist, other specialists. I had every test taken you could imagine. Not a single person could figure me out. Sound familiar to anyone?
I was on medication for the migraines, so called preventative as well as for on the spot pain. I wound up getting tension headaches in between the migraines and developed Vertigo. I was getting poisoned by the medication according to my neurologist.
For nine years I was also on antidepressant medication. I had been on several throughout that time. I had stopped taking them at age 28, thats a whole other story, nonetheless my body was full of toxins. I also had trashed my body through dealing with anorexia for years.
I knew these conditions were not in any sense normal. I was too young to feel that way. These things our society has come to accept just felt so wrong to me. I knew these drugs I was taking were not medicine. Medicine heals you, and I was not being healed.
I felt worse than I ever had in my life. One late evening in the middle of a migraine I grabbed one of the bottles of pills. I was already on the floor, writhing in pain. Head pressed up against the bed, I began to pray. I prayed to the Holy God of the Universe, Yeshua the Christ.
When I prayed, I prayed differently than ever before. This was my last chance or recourse of living some kind of life with quality. I asked Yeshua to remove all of my pain. I named every ailment. Then I said, "I know you can do it! You are healer, not these drugs in my hands, not these human doctors, you are the great physician." Then I threw the pill bottle across the room.
That was at the end of March 2009. Then came April 1st and it happened to be that for the last few days I had felt well, quite normal, dare I say healthy. I became panicky. I had realized it all at once...did God answer my prayer? Did He heal me? I then began to doubt. My unbelief into the evening brought on a migraine from stress, and I became discouraged. I thought I knew it was too good to be true.
It was a different migraine than ever before. As quickly as it came it went. Then I heard a small voice whisper, "Daughter, I did heal you. Now you have changes to make." (Side note: Did you notice He did on April 1st? See God has a sense of humor too.)
I didn't know what that meant and foolishly did not pursue it. I went along as usual. I continued though to be migraine free. Then came June. I found a lump in my left breast.
After much insisting from a close friend I went to see my doctor. She was very alarmed. She sent me to a specialist. It was a month and a half before I found out the tumor was benign. During that time was my wake up call. It was time to listen to my Heavenly Father. It was time to listen to Jehovah Rapha, the God that Heals.
I spoke with The Lord and He began to show me exactly what I needed to do to get well. I asked Him what I could do on my end to be a responsible, good steward with this house in which He lives, that I call my body. I learned about food, what it does to and for our bodies. I learned about natural supplements and other healing methods.
Then He also told me to share with as many people as possible what I have learned and continue to learn, so I did. I started this blog, I talked to family, and I talked to friends.
Another close friend began to ask me often why I don't take this God given passion and mission to be my occupation as well. I remember I would give her every excuse. I'm just a mom. I don't know enough. All I can do is homeschool and manage my household. (Ha! Did you read that one...all I can do is homeschool and manage my house? Look here's my shout out to stay at home moms and homeschoolers...if you can do that, you can do anything!) I also said I'm not smart enough. I don't know how to run a business. The list goes on and on.
She continued to lift me up and encourage me. Through a friend of hers she also learned about a school with a nutrition led program that she thought I should check out. Well I absolutely loved the school, it was different than anything I'd seen and on board with many things I believed.
Even still I refused and clung to my stubbornness. For the next nine months or so that school then popped up everywhere for me, never had I seen it before. I knew this was God telling me once again to leap.
It was by faith that I began to trust Him more and more. Walking your faith and talking your faith are two different things. Much has changed throughout the years in several aspects of my life. He continues to refine me and shape so that I will fully rely on Him. When going through trials don't underestimate what God is training you for...it will change your life. Receive His healing today, He already died and rose again for you. Trust in The Lord. Ask Him for the desires of your heart. He loves you more than you can ever imagine.