It’s been awhile since my last post, but I have been sitting and praying on this one a little longer than most. God has really put on my heart to open up and share more in depth about my testimony. The amazing thing about blogging is it provides a space for me to share my heart with people and for them to get to know me on a deeper level. This week I would love to share with you a story about how God helped heal me physically and emotionally.

 At five, my mom had noticed me favoring my right ear over my left. She decided to take me to the doctors to figure out why this was happening. In the back of her mind she had an assumption, but that assumption would be life changing. After running a few tests the doctor’s confirmed what my mom was thinking all along. I was deaf. They followed this shocking news with there being no chance of surgery or hearing aide. So, I went about my life adapting to this “disability” that turned out to be a blessing.

At this same time, not only did I have to adapt to my new found hearing loss but also learning about whom I had been raised to know as my father, was not my biological father. The love I had for my family, and their love for me, never changed after hearing this news but I felt like something was missing. I know I am not the only one who has experienced the feeling of something missing.  I’ve come to terms that we may never fully grasp why things happen in our lives, but that our responsibility is to trust. Trust exactly where He has us. With trust, I have found purpose and with purpose God has been able to shatter my walls and heal me in more ways that I could have ever imagined.

 I never went a day without someone telling me how much they loved me or how important I was. I was able to find the positive and make the best out of any situation thrown at me. I could fall asleep anywhere at anytime, all my other senses were being enhanced, and it started to humble me. Which would later lead me to understand my purpose. 

 In February 2016, my church went on a weekend mission trip to Tijuana. I had never been on a mission trip let alone to Tijuana. Due to my lack of understanding of what to expect on a mission trip, my boyfriend and I decided to do a 3 day fast.

The week leading up to the trip, huge amounts of people began asking me about my ear.  “Have you ever prayed for healing?” or “Have you ever asked God why he hasn’t healed you?” I was a little perplexed from these questions, because I never thought about letting God heal me like the stories we hear about in the Bible. That was until the second day of being out in the mission field.

 At one of our services in Tijuana, the Holy Spirit ROCKED me in such a beautiful way. I heard God’s voice loud and clear revealing himself in ways I’ve never experienced. He showed me broken pieces of my heart that I didn’t even knew were there. That day I surrendered all my hidden emotions and all the lies I’d believed about myself. He broke me emotionally so He could start his healing process. Through that process I never could have guessed what He would do next after my step of obedience.

I felt the need to get prayer over my left ear. I didn’t know what that looked like or what it meant; all I knew for certain was that I trusted God. I found one of the pastors of the church and informed him that I would like to pray for healing in my left ear. I will never forget the sensation I had inside of me when Jesus made me whole again. I could finally hear out of my left ear for the first time in 25 years. Jesus healed me like the stories in the Bible.

A friend spoke over me that I was going to be a light to the nations that my testimony was going to be heard all around the world. HEARD ALL AROUND THE WORLD!  Since that day, a fire was lit inside that I refuse to let burn out. I now understand what His love is, and what it means to live for Him. That does not mean I am perfect or that my essence has changed, but rather, that we all have a purpose, we are all forgiven, and we are loved unconditionally by our Father.  Jesus loved me enough to heal me, give me purpose, and a true understanding of what I am meant for. After, my Tijuana trip I was able to official say yes to The World Race.

 Why am I telling you this story? Through my relationship, and walk with Jesus, I am beginning to understand and fully grasp our Fathers love and calling he has for our lives on Earth.  We may never fully understand or grasp why we are living the lives we are, but the lesson in it is to trust that we are exactly where we are supposed to be. Trust comes with purpose and breakthrough! I found my purpose through my breakthrough. 

 So today I encourage you to lean not on our own understanding, but on the knowledge that each of us has a purpose. God is working intricately in each of our lives, but He can only move if you create the space. So get uncomfortable, surrender it all to Him, and watch as He works miracles in your life. Let yourself be loved as the beautiful human being that you are! Please take a few moments to watch the videos below on my testimony from that weekend- gives a much more in depth story of what happened 🙂