Testimony

Last night at church Pastor had me come up and share how God had healed me and what He had done for me. I was caught a little bit off guard. I shared, but after I got home last night I realized there were many things that I left out that needed to be said. It may take a couple of posts to get it all.

About 7 years ago I started getting horrible pain in my head and also began having memory loss. It was really bad. We went to our family doctor who sent me to a neurologist. They did an MRI and blood work and couldn’t find anything that would be causing any of it. It was very frustrating. I thought I was going crazy. I think Marty thought I was going crazy. Marty and I met with Pastor several times.

I was always brought up with the idea that depression was totally a state of mind and it didn’t have to be that way. You could control it yourself and to take medicine for it meant you were really crazy. It got so bad that one time Pastor and I were talking and he asked me if he had a brain tumor in one hand and depression in the other, which would I pick. I must have been crazy then because I picked brain tumor. What was I thinking! I was so scared of being depressed and the thought that I might have some sort of mental problem. This was a really big deal to me. This went on for a while. Probably not as long as it seemed, but I felt like my world was crashing down around me.

We prayed and prayed. Pastor told me I needed to get the Word in me to help me. I decided the best way to do that was to be able to see healing and faith scriptures all around me. I got 3x5 cards and wrote every scripture I could find about healing and faith. I taped them up all over our house. On the bathroom mirror, in the bedroom, in the kitchen, at work. I was determined to build my faith. I wasn’t really getting any better, but we just kept praying.

One Sunday evening we had been to a work picnic. When we left I just really felt like we needed to go to church. I knew we were going to be very late, but I just knew we needed to go. We got there and the service was almost over. Pastor called for anyone who wanted to pray to come to the alter. I just couldn’t do it, but I went and sat on the front pew. Marty went to the alter and prayed. I just sat there with my head in my hands and then Marty sat down beside me, very excited with his Bible in his hand. He had it opened to James 5:14 "Is any one of you sick? He should call the elders of the church to pray over him and anoint him with oil in the name of the Lord." Marty looked at me and asked if that was o.k. I just looked at him and said o.k. I really didn't know what to think. He rounded up all the pastors and they prayed and anointed me with oil. A lot of oil. When we were done, I still had a headache, but I knew things would be better. A couple weeks after that during a church service I was completely delivered and healed. God had been working not only on my body, but my heart.

That’s not the end of the story. To be continued . . .