I’ve never really thought much about healing. It just isn’t something I discuss with people often. I wasn’t against it but had never seen anyone be healed, so I was hesitant to believe it was true. Healing is one of those subjects that I always knew happened in the Bible, but didn’t really think it happened anymore.
So, when our incredible speaker at Training Camp began to talk to us about healing and mentioned that we would have time to try it out ourselves, I was doubtful anything would happen. After he gave us a demonstration up front, I was still hesitant. Then we split into groups with our squad mates around us. We prayed for one of the guys on our squad, Zach and then I continuously heard the Lord telling me to just have faith. I knew if I didn’t speak up and at least make the effort, I would never really know if this healing thing was real and if it still happens in 2014. If not, nothing would change.. so I wouldn’t lose no matter what happened.
If you have ever hung out with me for a while, you have probably heard me say something about having a headache. I started getting headaches junior year of high school and have had them almost every day since. Since junior year, the longest I had ever gone without having one was three days. They aren’t the worst thing in the world, just irritating. So I told the group about them, mentioned I had a headache at that moment and they all put their hands on me and prayed. What happened next was one of the coolest things I have ever experienced.
These friends, who had only met me three days, before began saying things to me that they believed the Holy Spirit was telling them, things that were so spot on they made me think they could read my mind. Friends, who barely knew me, were suddenly speaking truth over the exact lies going through my head at that very moment. I knew from the second the first person began to speak that the Holy Spirit was present. I felt at peace, I felt loved and I felt worthy. I bawled, which made me positive my current headache would never go away because when I cry they get much worse. As these squad mates and leaders spoke truth over my life, they also continued to pray for my headaches. While they prayed, the last thing I cared about was the headaches. This whole, “praying for the deepest hurts and secrets of my life thing” was pretty dang awesome.
We began to wrap up the prayer and I wiped the tears from my eyes. We stood up, I said thank you and we all began to walk down the hill to lunch. I was so caught up in all that just happened that it took me about ten minutes to realize: my headache was GONE. Immediately, I began to think it was a fluke, so I didn’t mention it because I “wanted to make sure.”
Fast forward three days. We were outside, I am sure I didn’t drink enough water, it was hot, I was sweating, we were active. I ALWAYS have a headache on days like that. Did I have a headache? No.
It has taken me a while to write this because I wanted to process and give it some time, but I can honestly say I haven’t had a headache since I asked to be healed and was prayed for at Training Camp.
God saw my hesitation and blew that hesitation away.
What an incredible blessing it is to be able to say that because of GOD my headaches, which were such a big part of my present everyday life, are now a thing of the past.
Hallelujah.
