I have a wonderful testimony of healing that
I would like to share, so that those who are going through challenging times
with regard to health (of body, mind and spirit) may be encouraged to hold
tightly to your faith in the powers of your own body, mind and spirit and those
of Our Creator and all Divine Beings of Light.
Just a brief
background to “fill out” the picture – that is what us artists do! As a
very young child the desire to heal was there as I determinedly tried to
resuscitate a dead bird. My darling
mother in no way demeaned my efforts, even though she must have wondered about
this child with all the creatures! This
same woman, who, many at the time would have viewed as “odd” (it’s hereditary!!), also used her “ways” to combat illness and chase away warts and such. It worked! So I have a precious legacy of
healing, as I fondly remember my farmer grandfather also tapping in to the
Divine Nature.
Way back when I was 22 or 23, before I was on
my conscious spiritual journey of awakening, my husband was booked for an
operation to remove a ganglion on his wrist.
It was about the size of a walnut and was interefering with his
work. I quite casually said to him, “let
me heal it”. As I had never actually
done this for anyone else, I didn’t quite know what to say, but just held his
hand in mine, closed my eyes and allowed Great Spirit to lead me in prayer and
intention. Without any preconceived ideas of what to expect we left it at
that. Simple! I can’t remember the time frame, but days or
a few short weeks later, the ganglion was gone, the operation cancelled and
Theo healed. We were both amazed. It has never since returned.
Then about 10 years later I experienced my
spiritual awakening. This is a whole
chapter or three of it’s own, but suffice to say that I was “struck down” by a
mysterious virus that took a high-powered, driven and successful career woman
into an instant tailspin of physical, emotional and mental weakness. I had a dark night of the soul (my second
actually, the first just being a really heart-wrenching experience that I did
not recognize as such). I was bed-ridden
for the best part of 6 months, undiagnosed and walking this journey alone. With barely enough strength or will to shower
just before my little family came home, I was carried by my husband who became
the prime carer for us all. Despite visits to numerous doctors, nothing was
helping and my Spirit was fighting what they suggested. Eventually after a year, I was prompted to go
to a large, well renowned charismatic Christian church, who, every Friday had
healing sessions. I was, at this stage,
still very weak, only able to take very short recces out of the house and still
semi bed-ridden. There was a group of
about 30, each sharing their desires for healing. I said a few words, was anointed with oil and
prayed over in the name of Jesus, and returned to my seat. There were no great claps of thunder or
streaks of lightning, there was no impressive vision of an angel standing
before me, but something shifted. I felt
a warm glow, an indescribable peace.
Once all had been prayed for I went to my car and just sat there for a
short while, contemplating what had happened.
I “knew” without a shadow of a doubt, that I was healed. I walked in broken and weak and walked out
completely healed. Physical symptoms and
“attacks” still tried to manifest for about 6 months but eventually subsided as
I did what I needed to do. This knowing
smouldered and eventually burned brightly in a complete faith and trust for
healing and that became my quiet life’s purpose.
Since that time back in 1987, I have stopped
at many a roadside accident, have been to many hospital ICUs, have assisted
many friends as well as strangers through praying and trusting for the release
of pain and hurt. Not all my prayers
have been answered, but I have also seen some incredible miracles. In this process I have learnt to be the
Hollow Bone, the Chalice of Love, through which Our Creator can bring His
Divine Purpose to bear. My journey of
healing was amazing! Doctors said that I
would be a semi-invalid for the rest of my life, if I was ever able to get out
of that “dark” place. I now no longer
view that time of severe illness as a “bad” thing! After all it set the scene for some wonderful
events and personal growth. I have lived a very full and blessed life, seen and
done so much – no sentence of a half life could ever take hold over me!
So today it is time yet again to give thanks
and declare the goodness of the One I love and serve. Abba Father, together with His Son, Yeshuah
the Christed One and the precious Ruach Ha Koidesh, aka the Holy Spirit.
In all these years I have had faith for my
own healing and seldom go to doctors or use pharmaceutical medication, unless
it sits well with my Spirit. In November 2015 I eventually capitulated and went
to see a specialist about a condition that was bothering me. I was examined and advised that I have a
uterus that is flipped over backwards and placing pressure on my back and
colon. He also said I had a uterine
fibroid the size of my fist that could grow much larger and become troublesome. He recommended a full hysterectomy, not as an
emergency or immediately but certainly within the next 6 months. I prayed about this, fell for the “urgency”
and booked myself in for the op in the next 2 weeks as I was under pressure to
move house in 6 weeks and this would give me time to recuperate.
I must add that directly after the
appointment with this gynae, I felt drawn to visit, in the same town as the
doctor, 100km from my home, a woman I was told about a month ago who is a
crystal healer. What an amazing time
with her. So much light, beautiful
energy, surrounded by the most magnificent crystal Beings. She “saw” my imbalance and the fibroid and
lovingly suggested a change in diet and high doses of tissue salts.
For the next 2 weeks I followed her advice,
used Calc Fluor, changed eating habits as best I could. I also had another dear friend visit me daily
for hands on healing, using crystals and her connection to the Divine. I did “tapping” on myself and called on all
the Divine names for healing that I knew – Yeshuah the Christ, by whose Stripes
we ARE healed, The Holy Spirit, Archangel Raphael who works with the healing
ray, Holy Mother Mary. I was trusting
BIG time. The thought of an operation as
drastic as this, so quickly, was just not sitting well with me, especially as I
had always felt I would go to my “grave” intact!! Two nights before I was due
to go in to theatre, I made the decision to TRUST in Divine Healing and the
following morning I cancelled the op.
This past Tuesday (exactly 8 months later) I
went for a second opinion – the result? Yes I do have a flipped womb, but there
is certainly no need to remove it. “And
a fibroid?” I asked. “No my dear”, came the amazing reply, “no sign of fibroids
at all”, you have a clean healthy uterus, up you get!”
a
It is done!
Please don’t get me wrong, there is a place for allopathic medicine,
doctors and diagnosis, but just as much there is a place for alternative,
Divine Healing. We just need to trust
and tune in!
AL-ILAH RAPHA (Aramaic) “God of
Healing”
Ancient expression for the intervention
of the Divine Powers that all humanity requires to live and breathe.
Most
precious and exalted Lord who Heals, Al-ilah Rapha, examine my body and
physical nature with Thy penetrating and healing power. May Thou Heal us from
all sicknesses and sufferings and bring a restoration of health in body and
spirit to those I pray for at this hour, especially for those in a time of
transition.
© http://keysofenoch.org
Al-Ilah Rapha Ain Soph, Al-Ilah Rapha
Ain Soph, Al-Ilah Rapha Ain Soph
Kodoish,
Kodoish, Kodoish, Adonai Tsebayoth Ain Soph
SO BE
IT, SO IT IS, IT IS DONE!
AMEN,
AMEN AMEN AND AMEN!
(no credits for images available - with thanks to original creator)
