A Victory Ahead
Feeling kind of bewildered today because my sister has just been diagnosed with breast cancer. It makes you think about life, how precious every moment is, how critical it is to reach out to people who don’t know Jesus and tell them the truth. I guess for me I know it means I have to fight another battle in the spiritual realm. I really, deeply and truly believe that our God is a God of many miracles, a God through whom absolutely nothing is impossible. Jesus sacrificed His life to save us, and not just that, but to heal us too. He conquered the grave.
The Bible talks about many miraculous healings – Jesus would reach out His hand and peoples’ limbs would grow out of stumps. He made blind people see, lame people walk again, people with “incurable” diseases, made completely whole and healthy again. The same spirit that raised Jesus from the dead, lives inside us…. and that’s one key to making miracles happen. Another key is making the unwell person realise that there is hope. Jesus brings us that. A person who thinks negatively and believes the worst, will gradually descend into a really dark place – satan cuts off their joy, takes away their hope and their source of light. They start spiraling down into the pit of despair, lower and lower and lower…. We have to stop people going down that path and share the hope we have, which Jesus brings.
I remember the feeling of walking into mum’s bedroom five years ago and seeing her passed out on the floor, blood all over the side of her face. The stroke she had, commenced the coma she was in for five months… where almost every organ failed her and she was was paralysed, told she would never walk or talk again …. doomed for life, or so the unbelieving doctors thought! Those days were hard, but I learnt to yield God’s word and pray some mean prayers, which brought light to the darkness. It was a fight that goes beyond all expectations – most nights God showed me scenes of me fighting all sorts of things, many I can’t describe… but I know that in my weakness I was super strong spiritually. Who can comprehend the power and effects of our prayers? Who can understand the spiritual chains that are broken? Our God is bigger than anything that can ever come against us. We had a battle that seemed to last forever at the time… but in the end we had a victory and my mum walks and talks again, despite the medical field of specialists all shaking their heads, telling me to prepare for her funeral.
Back then I was surrounded by people who didn’t believe that God heals today. I took a lot of convincing myself, but I desperately clung on to the hope, because I wasn’t ready to let go of my precious mother. Eventually mum came out of her coma and started consciously fighting from the inside out, though I know the Holy Spirit was fighting when she was unconscious.
Now, I am so much stronger. I have one big victory under my belt and I now have a mum who fights in the spiritual realm and an awesome home group and I’m in a better position for this fight. We are more than conquerors through Him who loved us. Glory to God.
The Bible talks about many miraculous healings – Jesus would reach out His hand and peoples’ limbs would grow out of stumps. He made blind people see, lame people walk again, people with “incurable” diseases, made completely whole and healthy again. The same spirit that raised Jesus from the dead, lives inside us…. and that’s one key to making miracles happen. Another key is making the unwell person realise that there is hope. Jesus brings us that. A person who thinks negatively and believes the worst, will gradually descend into a really dark place – satan cuts off their joy, takes away their hope and their source of light. They start spiraling down into the pit of despair, lower and lower and lower…. We have to stop people going down that path and share the hope we have, which Jesus brings.
I remember the feeling of walking into mum’s bedroom five years ago and seeing her passed out on the floor, blood all over the side of her face. The stroke she had, commenced the coma she was in for five months… where almost every organ failed her and she was was paralysed, told she would never walk or talk again …. doomed for life, or so the unbelieving doctors thought! Those days were hard, but I learnt to yield God’s word and pray some mean prayers, which brought light to the darkness. It was a fight that goes beyond all expectations – most nights God showed me scenes of me fighting all sorts of things, many I can’t describe… but I know that in my weakness I was super strong spiritually. Who can comprehend the power and effects of our prayers? Who can understand the spiritual chains that are broken? Our God is bigger than anything that can ever come against us. We had a battle that seemed to last forever at the time… but in the end we had a victory and my mum walks and talks again, despite the medical field of specialists all shaking their heads, telling me to prepare for her funeral.
Back then I was surrounded by people who didn’t believe that God heals today. I took a lot of convincing myself, but I desperately clung on to the hope, because I wasn’t ready to let go of my precious mother. Eventually mum came out of her coma and started consciously fighting from the inside out, though I know the Holy Spirit was fighting when she was unconscious.
Now, I am so much stronger. I have one big victory under my belt and I now have a mum who fights in the spiritual realm and an awesome home group and I’m in a better position for this fight. We are more than conquerors through Him who loved us. Glory to God.
posted by Mv$H @ 21:30
