Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Acts 3....Walk in it

"Then Peter said, "Silver or gold I do not have, but what I do have I give you. In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, walk."  Taking him by the right hand, he helped him up, and instantly the man's feet and ankles became strong. He jumped to his feet and began to walk. Then he went with them into the temple courts, walking and jumping, and praising God. When all the people saw him walking and praising God, they recognized him as the same man who used to sit begging at the temple gate called Beautiful, and they were filled with wonder and amazement at what had happened to him."   Acts 3:6-10

I know that I know that I know God has healed and is healing me still everyday.  I know I complain sometimes, but I still know that my God had His hands all over this. Some people only think that it is a healing if it is a miraculous healing. That one day it just stops hurting. But I don't agree with that at all.  I believe God gives doctor's knowledge and skill for a reason. I believe I ended up with the right doctor in the end, because God knew. We changed doctor's right at the end of an 8 month journey with my back because God knew. Plus I have said along to Dean that I knew it would end up in surgery. God started preparing my heart very early in the process for the thought of surgery. If one day the doctor had said I needed surgery and I wasn't prepared for it, I would have went into total panic mood.  But God had been working for months to prepare my heart for it.  He knows me better than anyone else,  and He knew what I needed to make it through this time.

The biggest way that I know that God's hand was in this the whole time....he gave me Dean just in time.  I could have never done this on my own, no way.  Dean says I am a strong woman and could have. But I know in my heart that I couldn't have. I would have been a mess, crying all the time, falling to pieces.  God knew I needed a strong, loving, Godly man to help me through this, by my side every minute.  And I did need him, and I still do every day forever.  He was and is exactly what I had always prayed for in a husband. He is my him!! The one!! God gave me the man He made specifically for me.  No one in my life has ever treated me the way he does. He has been so patient, kind, and encouraging through this whole process.  I am a terrible patient, but Dean has held my hand through it all. And I just want to say how grateful I am for him.

But here's the key, after I have realized and know that this was all God....I have to walk in it.  Show everyone out there in the world that my God healed me.  They can say, I know her, isn't that the lady who's husband hit her a few years ago and she was all alone with 3 kids, and every time I saw her she was on her knees at the front of the church crying about something. And now, they can be filled with wonder and amazement as they can see the difference in my life as I walk it out, and tell everyone I can about how unbelievably good my God has been to me.

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