I’ve always believed in the ability of God to heal ANYTHING, instantly and miraculously if He so chooses. Yet it wasn’t until late November that my heart was absolutely wrecked and I began to believe that healing for ALL people is the will of God. His good, perfect, pleasing plans are to PROSPER us- not to harm us- to give us a hope and a future- not death from terrible disease. The THIEF comes only to steal, kill, & destroy. Sickness comes only from Satan.
Knowing these truths, believing them with my entire soul… how could I believe that God’s will would ever be for me to be sick?! How could I live my days believing that He must be keeping me sick for a reason… to refine me… to show His strength in my weakness?!
YES, God absolutely DOES use the ugliest of situations to display His glory, to develop our character, and to refine us… that doesn’t mean HE ordained the bad situations. He is just THAT GOOD that He can take the most devastating circumstances and work good from them so that it appears like the bad was a part of His plan all along.
He is just THAT GOOD of a FATHER that He overcomes all evil and creates beauty from ashes! Again, that doesn’t mean He ordained the bad. To believe that God is intentionally putting sickness upon His children is to believe that cruelty is a part of His character.
Not my God. There is no darkness in Him and His light overcomes the darkness every time. He is not cruel.
My heart was wrecked…. torn to pieces when I realized I had been believing lies about who GOD IS. If I believe that God is WHO HE SAYS HE IS then I must believe that His will is for my healing! My total, miraculous, wonderful healing. Jesus didn’t heal people half way… he didn’t bring them to a place where life was more manageable but sickness still abounded. NO! He healed. Instantly. Fully. And as a human, nonetheless, just like you and me, with the power of God flowing through His veins.
I can’t explain why healing doesn’t happen for everyone or why horrible deaths from disease happen among God’s children. However, faith is walking in what we know to be true even if we can’t see it! Faith means God doesn’t have to answer my questions… I love Him and trust Him with the unknown.
Since November, when my faith was transformed starting with my encounter with the demonic in a grocery store, I have been lustfully chasing after the Holy Spirit. I want to know HIM!! I want everything He has to offer! I want Him to be living in me with such power that everyone I encounter would praise HIs great name! I am pursuing the Holy Spirit with everything in me. Worship is no longer a piece of my day it is becoming my lifestyle!
I’m hungry to see the spirit move with signs and wonders through this community, igniting revival and FIRE to fall on us! Oh yes, oh yes! I’m hungry for miracles. But most of all I’m hungry for His presence. I believe a revival is here and we will see instant and miraculous healing when we use the power of the Holy Spirit, laying hands and praying for one another.
I’m believing in a total, miraculous healing for my body with creative means from Heaven. I’m believing in new organs to grow inside me! I’m receiving Heavenly dreams which are confirming my beautiful healing. I no longer say well if it’s His will…because I know His will is for goodness! His will is to restore us… I don’t need to question that! Just open your bible!
Anyway, all of this is background information for the healing testimony I’m about to share with you. I’ve been praying for healing over anyone I can encounter to pray for… in the grocery store, on Instagram, on the side of the street with a homeless man missing an eye, with the pizza delivery man, with my own family, over the phone, with my bible study girls, and of course laying hands on my own body. The Spirit is moving and I want to be a part of His disciples who are vessels for the glory to flow through! I’ve been praying to see breakthrough from these prayers.
Well I have been sick with the flu for over a week. The flu is hard for anyone but for someone like me who already has a mountain of healing needing to happen and is dealing with chronic sickness on a daily basis, the flu hits harder. I’ve barely moved off my couch this week (only get up to make myself juice or use the bathroom) but I’ve been flooding my house with healing worship and sermons. Jesus is making it clear that He wants this time to be spent in His beautiful presence… I love it!
On Friday I was watching a healing conference from Bethel Church. The man preaching and his team were giving words of knowledge from the Holy Spirit on those who would be healed during that service. They spoke incredibly specific conditions, names, dates, etc. and if anyone connected to that information they would stand to be prayed for. The preacher also acknowledged that those watching from home were also included in this (and no I wasn’t watching live.) One of the words of knowledge spoken was “Morley.” When they said that name my heart fluttered… no, my name isn’t Morley it is Mallory, but the man who received the word said he wasn’t sure of the spelling or if he was communicating it exactly though he felt very strongly about a name that sounded like that or similar.
I lifted my hands as they prayed. I believed God had something for me in that service. I did feel the tension in my head ease up a little bit but really no changes. Still, it was a great service.
On Sunday, Tyler and I had “home church” since we couldn’t go to actual church. We listened to a sermon from Bill Johnson at Bethel Church. The message was titled “The Prophetic” which is a topic I am drooling at the mouth the understand more and see in my own life. His message was great, the scripture was great (check out Isaiah 51) and I wasn’t ready to be done with our service. We turned on another youtube video with soaking music so that we could be still in His presence. Words flashed across the bottom of the screen, “Be Healed in Jesus Name!” I read that and prayed to myself that I am healed in Jesus name.
At that moment my ears were ringing at a very loud, very high pitch. This incessant ringing began two months ago and never stopped…not even for a moment. It was a constant high pitch ring in both ears that hurt like an ear infection, made it hard to focus and listen, and was extremely obnoxious. I hadn’t really told anyone about this symptom other than Tyler, because honestly it was just one more thing to add to the mile long list of things that hurt all over my body.
So, in this moment listening to the soaking music the issues in my ears was at the forefront and I decided to ask God to heal them. Pastor Bill had ended his sermon saying something about how we tend to try too hard, we still think we can earn God’s grace and oftentimes we don’t see healing breakthrough because people are trying too hard. It is when they relax in worship that they see the Spirit move. I know I’m guilty of trying too hard and focusing so hard on what God can do through me that I lose sight of Him.
Very gently I opened my hands as if ready to receive something and I gently spoke these words over my body, “God’s word says that I am already healed by His wounds. Ears you have to fall into obedience with His word so you must be healed in Jesus name.”
Immediately I felt the ringing grow quieter and quieter… I felt them pop and open! I imagined Jesus with a big volume knob that he kept turning lower and lower. The pain disappeared and I had a sensation that they were draining. Tears immediately fell from my eyes but I stayed paralyzed in the moment, wanting to make sure this was the real deal before telling Tyler.
After a minute I could no longer hold it in… I turned to Tyler, crying, and said “My ears!! They stopped ringing! I just prayed for them and God healed them! He really did! Jesus just turned down the volume!”
A gigantic smile poured over his face and tears filled his eyes too. Tyler laid his hands on me to continue praying as we remained in the quiet stillness of His presence. I found my mind starting to panic… what do I do to make sure this stays…what if I do something wrong to make it go away… Lord please let me keep this healing! Then I felt the spirit of peace wash over me as the Lord reminded me, “Stop striving, my child. Stop trying to earn it. I healed you, I gave you a Heavenly gift. Soak it up don’t try to understand it. Just share my goodness and keep on loving me.”
“Yes, Lord… I can do that!”
The phrase, “Word of Our Testimony” had been flashing through my mind for a few days. As soon as I received my healing I knew why I had been hearing those words… as a reminder, a command to share this testimony for that is how we overcome evil! I immediately hopped on Instagram to make an “Insta-story” which is a series of short videos, I knew this was the best way to reach a bunch of people and planned to write this blog as soon as I was physically able. I received a flood of responses from others on Instagram who seemed to all say they were crying from God’s goodness, they were believing in healing, and they were blown away by His work!
Then I heard a loud voice in heaven say:
“Now have come the salvation and the power
and the kingdom of our God,
and the authority of his Messiah.
For the accuser of our brothers and sisters,
who accuses them before our God day and night,
has been hurled down.
11 They triumphed over him
by the blood of the Lamb
and by the word of their testimony;
they did not love their lives so much
as to shrink from death.
12 Therefore rejoice, you heavens
and you who dwell in them!
What is so important about the word of our testimony? I love this explanation from Diane Lake in her article “The Overcoming Power of Testimony.”
In the Old Testament, the word testimony comes from a word meaning “do again.” Hence, testimonies reveal what we can expect God to do again. Sharing our testimony encourages and imparts faith to others, and releases God’s power to perform similar acts or exploits. God is actually limited when we do not recount His acts of blessing and power. Psalm 78:40-42 reveal that Israel “provoked Him in the wilderness, and grieved Him in the desert… and limited the Holy One of Israel. They did not remember His power” (emphasis added).
Three days later my ears are at least at 95% healed, I would say 100% but they seem to be getting better and better all through the day. I have felt them pop and open up more, my hearing improve, and the pain and ringing has stayed in the past where it belongs. I find myself crying every time I remember this great thing that God has done! And I praise Him countless times a day for healing my ears. Thank you Jesus! To YOU be ALL glory, honor and praise, my King!!
I had completely forgotten about the word of knowledge “Morley” until today. And I have a feeling in my heart that this prophetic word, spoken to a Brother in Christ in California many days before I ever listened to the message, played a part in this healing. Isn’t it incredible how God works all the tiny details together to tell One breathtaking story of His love?!
We are viewing this healing as a foreshadowing of more healing that lies ahead. I see it as the first of many signs and wonders to take place in my life and in our community. I see it as another confirmation of the confidence God has placed in my heart that He is working miracles. I see it as a revealing of the power we possess as believers who carry the Holy Spirit. I see it as a picture of what the normal Christian life should look like… full of miracles, healings, acts of the spirit. Revival is here and I can’t wait to see it crash in like a wave that drowns all of us in this place.