We Put Limits on God and Expect Miracles.
“Is anyone among you sick? Let them call the elders of the church to pray over them and anoint them with oil in the name of the Lord. 15 And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well; the Lord will raise them up. If they have sinned, they will be forgiven.” James 5: 14–15
Today was surreal. I’m still not even sure it happened and yet at the same time I’m in agreement that it did. I can feel lies bouncing off me, denting my armor while attempting to puncture and afflict a subtle sting sending my mind into a crippling lonely place. “You’re not worthy of healing.” “Someone else deserves it more.” “You’re being dramatic.” “You’re too dirty to receive healing.” His armor is strong and I’m wearing it humbly while standing in confidence. I hear the lies come close…so close they almost become my own thoughts…but they will not prosper.
Today my Pastor read my big harry audacious prayer to our church body. We are studying the book of Acts and receiving it as if it were for TODAY- because it is. The Holy Spirit is with us, just as it was in Acts. Why would his supernatural power not be for today? Peter and the disciples healed manyin Jesus’s name — not because they were awesome strong men but because they carried the power of the Holy Spirit and their faith in Jesus was unshakable. It’s no fairy tale, it’s the truth. As a body we’ve been encouraged to up our prayer game. God is capable and willing to do supernatural things in our lives! I’ve been praying healing over the masses in my thyroid, but a few weeks ago the Lord laid a specific prayer on my heart. At first I didn’t want to pray it outloud or share it with anyone- what if it didn’t happen? I quickly realized that this was more about my faith, or lack of. I was overthinking and putting limits on his supernatural power while expecting a miracle to occur.
My biopsy is in three days. THREE. Today, Sunday May 16th, my friends and church family anointed me with oil, laid hands on me, and prayed my big harry audacious prayer over me which is, “when the ultrasound tech goes to biopsy my thyroid on May 19th she finds NOTHING and I get the opportunity to tell her about how the God of the universe healed me”. The Holy Spirit laid it on my pastor’s heart that as a church body we needed to be obedient to James 5 and pray my HUGE prayer…and that’s exactly what we did.
It was surreal. Sitting on stage with my pastor on fire, the holy spirit thick in the air, feeling the presence of everyone around me grieving what I have yet pouring out their love and prayer over me. I didn’t feel afraid or nervous. I felt supernatural love. I felt extreme supernatural peace. I wasn’t sad or heavy, instead I felt supernatural joy and gratitude. Am I overwhelmed? Yes. I’m overwhelmed by his goodness and faithfulness. I keep asking God, “did that really happen today?” — it sure did. Afterwards I raised my hand to my throat and felt the two masses still there. “God, 3 days. THREE days. My biopsy is in three days. Will these really be gone in three days?” An ounce of doubt stirred in my heart.
Within seconds I clearly heard, “I raised my son’s dead body out of the grave in three days. Jesus lives.” Wow. Yep. Goodbye doubt. God can do alot in three days. In the beginning it took God only three days to create light, the sky, dry land, the beautiful vast sea, intricate plants and numerous species of trees. He can do whatever he wants in three days.
We must not put limits on a supernatural God. I may not be able to accomplish a lot in three days, but He can. If we hope and long for miracles then our God boxes need to completely crumble.
Even though today’s prayer of healing feels completely surreal I know that it’s nothing short of strategic. God is moving and his plan will not fail. No worry, fear, sadness or unworthiness will distract me, only His Holy Spirit Fire will consume me. My faith and His Kingdom is unshakable.
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