Healing

I just want everyone to know about my morning.  It's 11:55 a.m. as I begin to write this.  Let me tell you, it has been quite the day!

I was walking to go to the prayer room and have a little quiet time before the Friday morning prayer group started.  On my way there, I saw my friend laying on the ground.  She just fell and broke her ankle.  Some other people and myself got her inside.  I was going to walk back to the apartment to get my car and bring her to the walk-in clinic.  One of the people teased as I left, "Don't you fall out there!"  I replied with, "I'll be careful."

About three steps out the door my right foot slipped and I landed on my tailbone - hard.  I thought I was okay, so I stood up and started to walk slowly towards the apartments.  I began to black out and my ears were ringing.  I became scared and a little disoriented.  A girl saw me and walked me back inside.  I sat down next to my friend with my head between my knees because someone told me that I "looked a little green."  I felt a little better and slowly walked to the prayer room.

In the prayer room, I sobbed and shared what just happened.  Fear of walking outside again overcame me.  I asked for the group to lay hands on me and pray for me.  Everyone gathered around me and took turns praying for healing and rebuking the fear and lies the enemy used to attack me.  I felt peace and rest over come my body.

About an hour and a half later, I was sitting in my biology lecture.  All of a sudden, I felt heat radiating from my tailbone area.  Then, all the pain went away.  

I HAVE BEEN HEALED BY THE POWER OF THE LIVING GOD.

Today, I claim victory over the enemy.  I claim healing over my body and my soul.  I claim that God is alive and wants to heal us, physically and spiritually.  There are many verses in the Bible that talk about this.

He was pierced for our transgressions;

He was crushed for our iniquities;

upon him was the chastisement the brought us peace,

and with his wounds we are healed.

Isaiah 53:5