First Round Draft Choice

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If God is for us, who can be against us?   Romans 8:31

Sometimes, I will admit, that when I come home from a doctor’s appointment, I question whether or not the doctor really heard me.  Is he/she really on my side?  Or am I just one of so many patients they try to cram into one day and move along?  More times than not, I have not been helped by doctors.  Seldom can I even get two doctors to agree on the same diagnosis and treatment.  Frustrating, to say the least.

This verse is a refreshing reminder that God is on my side.  He is not just sitting on the sidelines cheering me on, although I believe He is, but He is actively leading and guiding me on my own particular healing path.  As my coach and my cheerleader and my biggest fan; He’s my game changer!

Because God is for me, nothing that can come against me can stand against me.  Not pain, not sickness, not disease, not allergies, not carpal tunnel.  Regardless of the symptoms that may be raging in my body, I know who wins the game.  And it is not over until He says it is over!

How can God be on my side?  Because of the price Jesus paid on the cross, He took on everything the enemy could rightfully put on me so that I would not have to bear them.  You might say I was His first round draft choice, as were you and He wants us in the game.  Not because we are such great players, but because He wanted us on His team and wanted to bestow upon us all of heaven’s resources, including healing for our bodies – whatever is necessary to keep us in the game.  I can’t earn this; it is a gift of grace.  How amazing is that?

I am in awe of Your amazing grace, Father.  I am so grateful that Jesus took my infirmities and pains and sorrows and sickness so that I could be free of them.  What incredible grace! Thank You for being my biggest fan, my loudest cheerleader, my All-Wise and All-Knowing coach.  Thank You for placing me on Your team and assuring me of the victory, Amen.

 

Just Close Your Mouth!

The other day, I was around several other women and all at once we began sneezing. It was the weirdest thing.  Two of the women started talking about their allergies and I listened for a few moments.  I started to put in on that conversation actually thinking I could trump them with all the allergies I have been diagnosed with but then I realized something.  If I am healed, if I believe that has been taken care of and it is a done deal, then the words that come out of my mouth should reflect that belief.  I thought of all the times I had spoken words calling them my allergies and had pretty much accepted that since I had had them all my life, I would no doubt have them for the rest of my life.  I kept my mouth shut and reminded myself that they aren’t my allergies – they belong to the devil and I will no longer sign for that package every time he tries to deliver it.  Healed is healed and while sometimes I have symptoms in my body that would tell me otherwise, I have only to look at the beaten body of Jesus to remember that by His stripes I am healed and the words of my mouth need to line up with that fact, not with these symptoms.

Our confessions are important, we are created in the image of the God who spoke the universe into being.  Our words have creative power.  My sister’s pastor is fond of saying that we are the prophets of our own lives.  How true!  Jesus didn’t say we would have what we feel; He said we would have what we say.

Proverbs 18: 20 “Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and those who love it will eat its fruit”.  What fruit are you eating? What did you speak into existence?  What package did you sign for?

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Remember the saying from the movie “Bambi”  – if you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.  Well, my paraphrase of that would be – if you can’t speak words of life and healing, just close your mouth!

Father, help me to speak words of life.  Help me remember that my words have power and help me to use them wisely.  Help me also to remember that these symptoms are not “my” symptoms and that Jesus took care of those symptoms on the cross.  Thank You that because of Jesus I can walk in divine health.  Amen.

reprinted from my blog  godhappenings.wordpress.com