Sunday mornings can be the most difficult. This time seems to make the emotions come out for each family member or physical attacks. The enemy has been attacking me with Vertigo the last 5 Sunday mornings on the way to and inside the church.
I was walking up to the sanctuary, silently praying a covering of protection over me, when one of the pastors of my church saw my husband and I. The pastor wished my husband a nice summer vacation and then outstretched his hand towards me and said, “be healed!” I smiled and thanked him and said, “I receive it!” and walked away.
I wish I could report, I felt that Holy Spirit heat fall over me, but I didn’t. But, I did feel a change in my spirit realizing, I have been walking in defeat instead of victory.
My thoughts began to shift, and I went into worship believing for better days. As I stood there, I saw the stage sway back and forth, and I had to sit down. Then, a twinge of anxiety hit and I walked out of the sanctuary.
I sat outside, taking deep breaths while sipping water in between. My heart ached as I began to slip back into those negative thoughts of poor health. I looked down towards the ground, and I saw this reminder that was in the cement.
Even if I deal with this vertigo or other health issues, I still need to believe that God will heal. My body will be new in heaven, so I always have that promise to dwell on. But if I remain hopeful and carry on in faith, the enemy cannot win, and the foothold broken.
If you are struggling with physical or mental health, I say, “be healed!” And I encourage you to dwell in the God, who is our Jehovah Rapha!