It was on a Saturday morning, keeping up with routine clean-up around the house. Nothing exciting but I love sparkly shine, spotless clean look of my house. My very helpful fly-swatter left a dirty spot on my ceiling. I was washing off the stain with sugar soap. It was starting to look OK and I was pretty happy about it.
I continued and within a second, a drop of this solution fell into my eye. It started to itch. It persisted for few hours. I felt pain in the corner of the eye, spreading further down close to my nose. I was really scared. I washed my eyes with fresh water many times. It was the day our guests were coming home. With limited time left, I wanted to finish off preparing meals and some more home chores to go.
Pain and itchiness in my eye bothered me, just then I remembered only these words ” For when I am weak, then I am strong” (2 Corinthians 12:10)
I prayed thanking God for His all-sufficient grace for me. I prayed to God to help me continue my tasks even when I am weak. God Almighty by His abundant provision of grace enabled me to finish off my tasks. Also, pain cleared off in sometime. Grateful to God for protecting my eyes and healing.
May the grace of Lord Jesus Christ be with you all!
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On my journey back home from overseas, I was reminiscing memories of good things that happened over the holidays. I’m forever grateful for every single event – teddy bear hugs, giggles, scrumptious food, sleep, companionship, useful resources, relatives who stuck together through thick and thin.
After savoring everything nice, suddenly I started having the worst head-ache of the decade. Intense pain at the back of my head on left side. I was sure, this was due to stress. I tried to relax. But the pain grew worse. My head felt heavy. Again, I thought I needed more sleep. Pain persisted for 3 days. Suddenly, I felt like something snapping at the back of my head on the left side. This time I hurried my way to do something about it.
These words came to my mind at once… God has given me his Spirit of sonship. By him, I can call him Abba (Father) anytime and ask for help. I don’t need to take this pain or suffer all alone. So, I prayed to my Heavenly Father. I proclaimed that I had received salvation through the sacrifice of Lord Jesus Christ and proclaimed I had received his Spirit of sonship. I prayed that this pain leave my body. Just as I was speaking in prayer, pain left my body. Until now, I feel no pain. I thank Heavenly Father for his faithful love and generous favor upon my life.
The Spirit you received does not make you slaves, so that you live in fear again; rather, the Spirit you received brought about your adoption to sonship. And by him we cry, “Abba, Father.” Romans 8:15
This thing was in a night after tiring day’s work. Oh, that was nothing like peaceful slumber. My sleep was sweet, that’s all I could remember. Usually, I would sense my little one tossing and turning in my bed but this night drifted me away.
In the middle of the night, I had a strange feeling that caused me shock and pain from my shoulders to my legs. It felt like someone’s big hands were touching and pulling my inmost tissues of my body. It was disturbing in a way that I suddenly remembered my C-section delivery. That weird sensation which led to restlessness and quickness to escape from it. I kept mumbling to myself, turned sides, squirmed with pain but nothing changed. Then I awoke and realized that no one was there on my left side. On my right, was my little one quietly sleeping. But the sudden strong touch came from the left side. I trembled at that moment. Worst pain ever!
Then this word crossed my mind “… once for all by his own blood, thus obtaining eternal redemption.”
Hebrews 9:12. I was saying this to myself like an affirmation. By the blood of Lord Jesus Christ, his own blood, I am set free. Then, this pain and the hand that was agonising me left me at that moment. I felt calm and comforted knowing it left me. Then I went back to sleep.
I thank the Lord for he delivered me from my troubles through his word. There is power in the blood of Jesus Christ.
A certain young lady was talking to me about her fear of doctors and hospitals. I wondered where this was going. It was the smell of Dettol, anti-septic creams, latex gloves, syringes, mobile equipments, beds, sample collection vials and heavy lights. She was terrified and would cringe about it at any point even when there was casualty. On an another day, she was swiftly moving past a busy crowd. It was a narrow hallway with many metal hooks on one side similar to the ones where children hang school bags at school.
She hit her right thigh so hard. Extreme pain and heat rose up in few minutes. In few hours, that part of her thigh became swollen and appeared like a big red tomato. She was taking in her pain but it was too much to bear. She groaned with pain and fearing doctor at the same time. She didn’t know how to treat her pain and reduce her swelling. But she had been constantly hearing of someone whom she could trust. So she prayed to God. She also applied oil on the wounded area quietly mumbling to herself ” By the wounds of Lord Jesus Christ, I’m healed”. She kept repeating these words with faith and only hope. She decided not to visit the doctor, fearing the treatments and pain.
Within 6 hours, the wounded area was reducing in size. The change was much visible to her so she did not give up her proclamation. She continued until it was completely gone. God indeed had watched her word of faith and prayer. She was waiting for His Almighty power and he blessed her with healing. He healed her quickly without any other treatments. She is grateful to God for this miracle and leads a life pleasing to Him. May God of great compassion bless her and may His awesome presence be with her. His love heals.
On a very tired and unhappy day, I hit the bed early trying to fall asleep. Tears pouring like rain, wetting my pillow. Series of memories and thoughts flashing before me like a heavy train on a broken bridge. Dreams crashing one after another. Only leading to endless grief crushing my spirit. Then, unknowingly I had fallen asleep in the middle of the night.
I had a strange dream. A close family member came to me and said, ” Take everything out”. Before I even realised what he meant, I suddenly felt nauseous. I started vomiting and would not stop. I became very tired. He replied that I will be alright very soon. As I was trying to understand what was happening, I turned back and I saw that everything I had taken out, stood as a huge mountain of rubbish. I was extremely shocked to see the size of it. The top of that mountain touched the ceiling.
The next morning I got up and realised it was a dream. I was thinking and recollecting what had happened last night and what the dream meant. To my surprise, the events and thoughts that made me sick and troubled lost its strength. Suddenly, it felt like a story that had no worries of life. It didn’t seem to me like a pitiable story anymore.
Everything was over. My sorrow was gone in a flash. Endless ruin coming from misunderstanding, disappointments, regrets and losses were all over.
Did I do something for my good? No. I didn’t step out to do me a favor. Nothing could possibly take out my anger, resentment, frustration, grief and sorrow that messed a decade.
It was God who stepped in to help me out of my problems and mend my broken heart. Even today as I pen down, I cannot feel a pain or anger even if I recollect my past experiences. I’m completely free. I praise Almighty God for he took away my burdens, erased my pain and sorrow and healed my broken heart. His love endures forever.
Courteous readers, if you need prayers, send your name and your request. I will pray for you. Our gracious heavenly father will listen to our prayers. Grace and Peace to you ! !