I suddenly quit my job, and the following morning I arose early. I sat in my special chair in my little cubbyhole on the back porch looking out at the world. This is my space where I clear my mind and meditate on whatever the topic for that particular day may be. Today it was, “Now what? ~~ Lord, what do I do for the rest of my life?” I quietly prayed.
My mind gradually started exploring the idea of freedom. Freedom offers opportunity. Now I was free to go after my dreams. Thoughts started rushing into my mind. My career had been a rollercoaster ride. I had been at the pinnacle of the sales industry when I won President’s Club with one of the largest, most respected sales organizations in this nation. Then, I had been at the bottom, when I had a breakdown after I was raped by a co-worker and I was unable to work for a year. But, I picked myself up, dusted myself off, and went back to conquer the big bad world. Once again, I fought my way to the top in a whole new industry. I owned one of the most respected national executive search firms in this country. I spent my days helping people make successful career transitions, negotiating deals that affected one of the most important aspects of their lives. I taught them to discover what they had been created to be and I loved every moment of it.
Then I made a quick decision to get married. If only I could have seen how destructive that decision was going to be, but I didn’t, and as a result, I lost everything. After the fact, I could see it was all because I forgot to ask God if this was the man He wanted me to marry. How stupid could I have been? I knew better. I had rushed in without praying and asking God to help me make this important decision. I didn’t make a business decision that I didn’t ask God about, and yet, I had rushed in for what seemed like love at the time. The years that followed were a series of failures.
I remember the morning well; as I sat and thought of all the past successes and failures, It was raining. I was praying when I heard God speak to me. It was a strong voice in my mind, and there was no question what He said, or what He meant. “Get out of my way,” were the words that I heard distinctly as I quietly meditated on my future. When I heard Him speak I chuckled out loud. I knew exactly what He meant. I didn’t even have to think about it.
You see, I had always been a high achiever, the typical type “A” personality: a must be in control person. Always busy. Forever striving for that next pinnacle, and never stopping to enjoy the victories. I set my goals high and accepted nothing less than accomplishing them. For so many years everything I did seemed to work well for me, until all of a sudden my life was spinning out of control. The only thing to do was to hang on and turn to God for guidance. He had never failed me. Actually, He had gotten me through all the horrible hurricanes in my life. I had survived every one of them because of Him. Now, for the first time I must learn to put God totally in charge. There would be no more control freak. I would not be trying to help God to get it right. I was going to relax, get out of His way, and enjoy the wonders of my life experiences.
Not long after that morning I went off alone to a hidden cabin in the woods. I was going to write the outline of the book that I knew God wanted me to write. I fasted and prayed for three days but no words came. It was the 3rd and final night and still not one word had been typed. I sat with my fingers poised on the keyboard and prayed. When I opened my eyes I began to type. After a few sentences I realized I was telling the story of my grandmother whom God had literally raised from the dead. I had heard my relatives tell that story all my life. When I finished that story I wrote the one about my father who walked away from an airplane crash with a broken neck, and lived to tell about it. The next story that came flowing from within me was the story of my mother being healed of breast cancer at age 34. Then, the story of my brother who had been saved from a head-on collision on a motorcycle while wearing no helmet. One story after another flowed from me. I was telling these magnificent stories of God’s healing Grace in our family. I worked until the wee hours of the morning.
I got up the next morning disappointed that God had not given me anything to write on my book. When I got home I continued to write the stories of divine healing that had taken place in my family over four generations. I realized for the first time how magnificent these stores really were; healing miracles throughout the years based on our faith. At this point, I thought I was writing these stories for posterity’s sake. Next, I started writhing my personal stories of healing miracles. I remembered being healed from a devastating disease, of breaking the bondage of addiction to prescription drugs, and cigarettes too, and in that moment I realized these were stories that must be shared with the world. I started laughing out loud, at which time, I looked up to heaven thanking God. This was the book He wanted me to write!
The writing of My God is in the Healing Business has been a wonderful journey of recognizing the wisdom and knowledge God gave me after each storm had passed. Now I knew, it is my calling from God to share these wonderful miracles, as well as what I have learned as Truth when I received my own healing miracles. I felt compelled to share these stories of healing miracles and hidden secrets from the Bible, because I know there are people who are just like I had been, hurting and not knowing what to do. People who desperately need answers to life’s most difficult situations: illness, disease, depression and addiction. I had dealt with them all and I know what God can do with our faith. I experienced it. I learned how all of these miracles have taught me, simply by experiencing life as it came with God by my side, I can be healed. You see, I could have chosen for the sickness, disease and emotional turmoil to either defeat me or make me stronger, and I chose to have it make me stronger.
When I was diagnosed with a horrible disease that was going to rob me of my life I refused to accept the diagnosis. I searched for answers and I learned the nuances of how to build my faith to the point of substance. It is the substance which makes the miracle come into fruition. That faith had begun through my strong determination not to let this disease steal my health. This was the breakthrough in understanding how God’s universal laws work for all of us, if we only choose to learn them and live them. Everyone can use the same laws. These Truth principles found in the Bible, really work. I applied them to my life and I received healing. My family has used these same Truth principles for four generations, and they have been healed from deadly disease, and even brought back to life after dying. I had to share this wisdom; too many Christians die and suffer needlessly because of ignorance of what God has already done for them.
When I looked back, I discovered God was always there with me? He was guiding me and showing me, even when I screwed up and got myself into horrible situations, He was there with me just as He promises in his Word. I learned from the scriptures how to bring my healing miracle out of the supernatural into the natural by simply believing in what God said He would do. My level of security and confidence just raised over the meter by understanding this one fact.
I had learned how all of my old hurtful events had left me scared and hurt. They were actually causing me to be sick, time and time again. Yes, that is right, old hurtful experiences make us sick. I dealt with both mental and physical illness, and I know these laws heal both just the same. They do work! When I think of how many people take anti-depressants like I did for so many years, I now know how totally unnecessary it is to take those pills, if we will only put our trust in Jesus. Yes, that sounds like a cliché, but when you put the laws into action, your body has no choice but to respond to the mind and spirit, and I learned how to do that.
I now know depression is the emotion from Satan. He used depression as a way to conquer me and hold me back, but when I asked God to help me, and I used God’s rules to overcome I was victorious. How amazing is that?
I learned that pain is never from God it is always from Satan. Sickness, illness, and all pain, anything from a headache to cancer is from Satan. Furthermore, it is always caused from sin. That important knowledge removed all the power Satan had over me, because Jesus is my Lord and Savior, Satan has no Power over Jesus but I had to claim it. Simply knowing these rules of how this all works in the supernatural gave me power over the disease.
Still, I continued to research and learned to accept each new discovery as irrefutable facts. (I had read the Bible all of my life and these were things I didn’t even know were there). For instance, did you know God won’t listen to anyone pray if there is any unforgiveness in their heart? That’s right, you MUST forgive all transgressions against you before He will hear you when you ask Him to heal you. This kind of knowledge created huge breakthroughs for me, because it forced me to take a close look at my past. Were there any grudges I was still holding onto? I didn’t think so, but searching deep within one finds things that have long been forgotten. All of this was making sense to me! I knew I was on to something! The scripture said seek and I would find the answer, and I was still seeking because I was not giving up.
As I dug deep within I discovered that when life had knocked me down, although I had always gotten back up and moved forward, I had not always forgiven. I had just pushed the hurts to the back of my mind, so I could move forward. This old emotional stuff was exactly what was causing me all sorts of physical pain, and even emotional anguish. These things should have been released years ago, but they were held back in my subconscious, and allowed to fester until they created the disease in my body. Emotional pain equals physical pain. I had learned another hidden “SECRET” a formula seemed to be developing with each new discovery. Divine healing power is there for the taking, but I had to know exactly what it would take to get me there.
The scripture told me to learn to know God better and better. I instinctively knew it was telling me the healing power was in some way going to be released through my closer relationship with God. I had to build a closer relationship with God than I had ever known before. My next discovery was found in the part of God that resides within me, the Holy Spirit. He is the one who always delivers the healing POWER. I had no idea. With that I tapped into the POWER from God that healed me both physically and emotionally. I was empowered through Holy Spirit!
God’s plan was there for my grandmother when He raised her from the dead. It was right there in the faith of my grandfather. It was there when he heard my mother’s prayer for healing her from breast cancer. God’s plan was there when he healed my father, brother, uncles, cousins and me. Holy Spirit was always present. I now know God laid out His perfect plan for all of us to receive our own healing miracles, just by learning and using His universal laws, and living by his rules. As this process evolved it came to my consciousness, He had caused me write these miracles, because he wanted me to share them with the world. I had lived these horrible experiences, not because he made them happen, they were definitely from the devil, but he had used them for my good just as he promised he would.
I had been directed with each discovery. I had stayed out of his way and with each turn he brought to me exactly what I needed. All of the secrets He revealed to me are written just as I discovered them, so you can discover their hidden meaning in your life too. It was not by accident that I wrote this book for you. Do you believe, “My God is in the Healing Business?”
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