My Word (Healing III)

Lord gave me a beautiful lesson while enjoying my trip in England. After taking a walk alongside windy seashore, the next morning I woke up with a stabbing pain and blurred vision in my left eye. I checked it in the mirror, and no doubt, it was inflamed. Something similar happened to me 4 years ago and it was treated for almost 3weeks with a corticoid eye-drops and regular check-ups to make sure that the cornea will not be damaged. Great, just the beginning of my trip! Lord, I am not going to the doctors here, it is too complicated.. But what do I do? „You have the corticoid pills with you” I heard. And I knew 20mg for three days will be ok. Not sure what pills I had with me, I discovered I did have 20mg Prednisolon (packed at least a year ago) in my cosmetic bag. Thank You, Jesus! Not exaggerating, 30 minutes after taking the first pill the symptoms disappeared. I couldn´t believe it! Three days long, one pill a day and everything was fine.

Just at the end of my stay the symptoms came again. What do I do Lord? He said simply: „Pray!” But I wasn’t convinced: „but last time You said…” Suddenly I realised what I was doing. I stopped, said ok Lord, I will pray. So I prayed for my left eye, spoke healing, life, wholeness, blessings. Really short and simple. And then I forgot all about it. Just at the end of the day I checked my eye in the mirror, no sign of inflammation, no pain, perfectly clear vision. And it stayed that way until today. So I learned, that even the same problem can be treated differently at different times. It is crucial that we keep asking our Father to show us what He is doing, as Jesus said in John 5:19: the Son can do nothing by himself; he can do only what he sees his Father doing, because whatever the Father does the Son also does.

The second story involves my whole family (my mum and two sisters) after Silvester. We visited our friends, who told us, that their 4year old son vomited once the day before and that it is probably nothing serious. We didn´t worry at all and enjoyed the time together. Then the next day... I was the first, started throwing up secretly in the evening, ashamed that I probably ate too much. Went to bed as if nothing happened, just to wake up two hours later with a horrible nausea. Vomiting repeatedly didn´t bring any relief and during the night my sister and then mum started to have the same problems.

It got so bad, that as soon as I just slightly moved my head, I had to rush to the toilettes. Everything was spinning, couldn´t move at all and in the middle of this I thought I am a doctor, I should take care of the other sick family members. And my mum was supposed to fly back home in less than 36hours! And then I heard the instruction: „My Word is your medicine”.

So trying not to move my head, I got my phone, opened the Bible-App and started reading. It was miraculous, with every chapter I felt more and more strength and peace coming, confidence that in few hours everything will be over. After about two hours of reading I got up, encouraged everybody that this is coming to an end, gave my mum two infusions (that were luckily not used during my last mission trip), prayed for all and in the afternoon went out to buy some biscuits and Coke and forced everybody to take a shower. The next morning we were all fine, weaker than normally, but fine, and my mum flew back home as planned.  

His Word is really the best medicine!