Geoffrey
08-10-2007, 02:02 PM
Psalms 103:1-3 A Psalm of David. Bless the LORD, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name. (2) Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits: (3) Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; who healeth all thy diseases;
Sometime during 1998, I started to have epileptic fits. I had only about two fits previously when I was eleven and once when I was about eighteen years old. My parents took me to a specialist who prescribed that I take some pills everyday for the rest of my life to prevent the fits. I started to take the pills and it happened that if I skipped the pills for only one day I would suffer an attack.
After reading many sermons on divine healing, I started to believe that I was also healed. I decided not to take the pills anymore. If God said it, then that is how it is. People, who do not have epilepsy, do not take pills to prevent it; on the contrary, the pills might make them sick. When I had strange feelings coming over me, I thought to myself: 'I will feel like I want. People who do not have epilepsy do not get scared of any little feeling.' That is how I thought about it. I just repeated in my mind
Isaiah 53:5 But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
The final showdown came one day when I visited my brother in the hospital. I was standing against the wall in the nurse’s office while she spoke to my brother. A sickening feeling came over me from my head to my stomach. I thought perhaps it was hunger, but rejected that idea because I had had breakfast just ten minutes before. Then I realized that it might be the epilepsy. I hunched down and prayed to God something like this:
Lord Jesus, I have already testified to everybody that You have healed me. If I now have a fit, they will say there is nothing to it. I just rely on Your Word that I was healed by Your stripes, in the Name of Jesus. Amen.
I got up with confidence. The sickening feeling disappeared gradually. I have been perfectly well for eight years!
Sometime during 1998, I started to have epileptic fits. I had only about two fits previously when I was eleven and once when I was about eighteen years old. My parents took me to a specialist who prescribed that I take some pills everyday for the rest of my life to prevent the fits. I started to take the pills and it happened that if I skipped the pills for only one day I would suffer an attack.
After reading many sermons on divine healing, I started to believe that I was also healed. I decided not to take the pills anymore. If God said it, then that is how it is. People, who do not have epilepsy, do not take pills to prevent it; on the contrary, the pills might make them sick. When I had strange feelings coming over me, I thought to myself: 'I will feel like I want. People who do not have epilepsy do not get scared of any little feeling.' That is how I thought about it. I just repeated in my mind
Isaiah 53:5 But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
The final showdown came one day when I visited my brother in the hospital. I was standing against the wall in the nurse’s office while she spoke to my brother. A sickening feeling came over me from my head to my stomach. I thought perhaps it was hunger, but rejected that idea because I had had breakfast just ten minutes before. Then I realized that it might be the epilepsy. I hunched down and prayed to God something like this:
Lord Jesus, I have already testified to everybody that You have healed me. If I now have a fit, they will say there is nothing to it. I just rely on Your Word that I was healed by Your stripes, in the Name of Jesus. Amen.
I got up with confidence. The sickening feeling disappeared gradually. I have been perfectly well for eight years!