Give God Your Gallbladder

You’re healed every time you pray. You may not feel like it.  You may not see it.  But trust God on this one—you are healed.

How can you be certain of this?

Psalm 103:2-3 says to praise the Lord and not to forget his benefits for He forgives all our sins and heals all our diseases.  God wants to heal us. He really does.  But sometimes we ask for one thing and He sees something else that has to come first.

Let’s say your gallbladder is acting up.  So you pray for God to fix it.  And, no surprise here, your insides still feel as though you just drank muriatic acid.  Still, God healed you as soon as you prayed. How is that?

Well, it may very well be that while you were focused on your gallbladder, God shined His healing light a few layers deeper to that burning sensation in your gut that flares up every time you think of Uncle George.  You know the one who humiliated you in front of the entire family.  The one you can’t forgive. It may just be that once that festering sore is taken care of, the rest will be easy.  And until it’s taken care of, fixing the other problem will be like applying salve to a broken foot. We see this in scripture when Jesus tells the lame man that his sins are forgiven, and after that, he tells him to pick up his mat and walk.

Does this mean that every time we have a physical symptom, there’s a spiritual symptom underneath?  No.  But only God knows.

So it’s best that we pray and He heals—any way He wants.

 

 

 

 

Wasting Time With Jesus

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2014 © Anne Rose

I don’t know about you, but I have things to do that sometimes seem more important or more enjoyable than just sitting around praying. But as with anything else, I’ve found that once I get started, spending time with Jesus is a lot more rewarding than I ever expected.  Here’s what I’ve come to learn as I “waste” time with Him.

He has a personality and He’s fun.

He cares deeply about me and everything that pertains to me. This makes Him vulnerable. He hurts when I hurt.

He likes me. He thinks I’m interesting and entertaining. He likes to hear what’s going on in my life.  Sometimes I hear Him talk to me in my thoughts about what I can do with the million problems that bother me, or how I can grow up a little in my spiritual walk.

Sometimes I’m too choked up, or too tired, or too bored to talk, so we just look at each other. He doesn’t seem to mind. In fact, I think He enjoys the fact that I’m not talking His ears off. I still try to tell Him how much I love Him, though. I know He appreciates this very much, especially when I don’t feel like saying it.

Once in a while I might hear a one-liner from Him that knocks my socks off. I try to savor this pearl of wisdom. It lifts my spirit high and gives me a peaceful feeling.

Occasionally, I’m so happy to be with Him that I practically eject from my seat. That’s when I sing out loud if nobody’s listening.

We’ve gotten to be such good friends. I think He really misses me when I don’t come around. I really miss Him, too.

 

 

 

The Perfect Prayer

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2014 © Anne Rose

If you could say only one word in prayer, what would it be?  Hmm, that could be tough.  Or maybe not.

There is one word that would say it all.  One word—if we believed in it—that would open the heavens, attract the ear of the Trinity, drive away fear and evil and  heal the broken heart.

Only to speak it with reverence, to whisper it with devotion, to think it with all our minds, to love it with all our hearts, would be to say what billions of words have neglected to say.

Jesus is such a word.  The Word.

May It say everything for us.