Have you experienced an “unjust or cruel exercise of authority or power”? Have you been “weighed down in body or mind?” Read more
Reading through Max Lucado’s book “Before Amen” I came to chapter Five: Heal Me.
This one is very close to my heart. I’ve read it many times since.
“Heal me,” is a prayer I have prayed more than any other.
“Adam and Eve had a falling out with God and a falling out with each other. Nature fell out of whack, and the human body out of balance. The Fall was exactly that: a fall from wholeness. Sin opened the door, and sickness walked in.” (page 49, “Before Amen”)
Heal me! Is that an unreasonable prayer? Read more
I have clung to these words with super glue. When you’re a single mom of three, you know you will face deep waters. I will face rivers of difficulty. Oh, and the fire of oppression is no cozy, warming fire.
I will never forget the dark, starless night when I stood at the living room window of our country house in the middle of nowhere in Manitoba. I saw the taillights of my husband’s vehicle turn left at the end of our long driveway. He left never to return.
Deep waters. Rivers of difficulty. Fire of oppression.
I was in “deep waters” when I moved after my divorce from Canada to Germany. My kids were 6, 4 and 2. I needed to find employment, a place to live, enroll my oldest in school, find daycare for the two youngest.
Yes, the waters were deep. Many times I felt like I was drowning, I feared I wouldn’t have the strength to come up for air again. But you know what? I didn’t drown.
I didn’t drown because I was never alone!
“When you go through deep waters, I will be with you!”
I get goosebumps just taking in this promise. God is with me!
When I felt I was losing my mind and couldn’t go on anymore, I remember uttering the only words I could think of: “God, please help me!”
Even though family and some friends helped along the way, they could not get me out of the deep waters I was in. At the end of the day they went to their homes, and I was left with my little children to fight yet another night, another day to survive the deep waters.
“I will be with you.”
I am living proof that God is indeed with us! Whatever deep waters you are facing today, look up to the One who will guide you through. God will even carry you, if necessary.
God with us. Emmanuel.
“The key to peace is authority. When we allow the Prince of Peace to govern our lives, peace either immediately or ultimately results. Peace accompanies authority.” Beth Moore
This quote from this week’s Bible study “Breaking Free” by Beth Moore got me thinking about times in my life when I was completely at peace, though my circumstances were difficult, complicated to say the least.
Why am I anxious and restless in far less complicated situations but have peace when the world around me is crushing?
Is it because I think I can handle smaller “situations” myself but need God for the real big ones?
God offers peace to us in any and all circumstances. However, there’s a condition: I’ve got to put my trust in Him and have my mind set on God. God wants authority over my life.
“You will keep in perfect peace all who trust in you, all whose thoughts are fixed on you.” Isaiah 26:3
To surrender my life under God’s authority is not a price to pay. His peace is a gift that results from our surrender and the knowledge He is in control of our circumstances, our families, all of it.
Jesus told his disciples in John 14:27:
“I am leaving you with a gift – peace of mind and heart. And the peace I give is a gift the world cannot give. So don’t be troubled or afraid.”
What is it you’re facing today? Are you in need of some peace of mind and heart? It’s a gift! Go to Jesus and receive this gift!
The year I turned 40, things changed. One sickness chased another. I’ve been diagnosed with several chronic diseases. Most of them are what I call “invisible diseases.” It’s hard to explain Ménière’s disease or chronic fatigue syndrome (CFS).
Interestingly enough, on days I feel the worst I get the most compliments on how good I look. Read more
It all began in April of 2014. It was Easter Sunday to be exact. I still made it to church that morning, but by the afternoon I was so weak and exhausted I needed a nap. A few hours later I woke up with a 40°C fever. The following days would mark the most pivoting point in the last 8 years. I had a lesson to learn, and God was about to teach it. He needed my full attention, and He finally got it.
This post was first published on Dec 19, 2010. I’m re-publishing it after some editing.
It’s not even a week to Christmas. I’ve been thinking about the meaning of Christmas A LOT. I used to think that from the whole year, Christmas was one holiday that had to be perfect. I mean, there’s all this glitz and glamour, an array of colours attached to Christmas, nice smells from pine trees to apple cider and Gluehwein to delicious baking, and my favourite songs ever are Christmas songs.
Growing up we did not celebrate the Advent season as we do now. Christmas was a very short affair. There were no Advent calendars to help us with the countdown to Dec 24, and for the first 14 years of my life Christmas was an illegal holiday celebrated “underground” in the former Soviet Union. Read more
This year I have been listening again and again to “One Wintry Night” by David Phelps. Please have a listen:
My Prayer for this Christmas Season
You showed Your love for me by sending Your one and only Son, Jesus Christ. You fulfilled prophecies, and You kept Your promise. You always keep Your promises. How could I ever doubt that?
I got distracted and drifted off course during this season. Forgive me!
I don’t ever want to forget the sacrifice You paid for saving me. Oh how I thank You!
Looking toward this Christmas I have mixed feelings. I don’t want to mess up. I’m praying for patience, for much love and understanding towards every person that crosses my path whether it’s at my job, while shopping, and especially while driving…
I pray for harmony when family gathers. I pray to speak only words that build up, and not words that tear down.
And this Christmas season I pray for a grateful heart.
- to be grateful, feel thankful
- give thanks
May I always remember the good things You have done in my life, and specifically this past year. You have showered me with blessings beyond anything I could have thought or imagined!
I do give thanks! Eucharisteo!
Thank You for being there when it got difficult and hard. Thank You for supplying strength and providing peace! In particular I thank You, Father God, for HOPE!
Christmas: Jesus Christ – the source of all hope!
I do give thanks! Eucharisteo!
In Jesus’ redeeming name I pray,
Amen and Amen
A Prayer for Healing
You are good! You love me, and that is such a comfort to me!
You look out for me and You provide for me. Thank You!
But God, I’ve got to be honest with You about my health struggles.
Today I ask You to heal me. Heal my body, please!
It’s hard to understand what’s happening in my body, why and how one disease connects with another. Conflicting diagnosis and treatments mess with my body and my head. Who do I listen to? Where do I get help?
Where does my help come from? “My help comes from the LORD, who made heaven and earth!” (Psalm 121:2)
And so I come to You, the all-knowing God. You created me. You created my body, every organ, limb, bone, nerve and muscle, all of it is known to You. You know how my body is supposed to function, and you know why it’s not. So, please, would heal it?
I know the story about Adam and Eve. They disobeyed You, and sin entered the world. “Nature fell out of whack, and the human body fell out of balance… Sin opened the door, and sickness walked in. ‘Sin came into the world because of what one man did, and with sin came death. This is why everyone must die – because everyone sinned (Romans 5:12)'”*
But You did have a solution. You sent Your Son, Jesus Christ, to die for our sins and for our sicknesses. Now both, sin and sickness, are “cured by the same Redeemer.”*
Father God, You bought my body with a high price (1 Corinthians 6:20). I confess to You, God, that I have not always honored You with my body. I have not always fed my body healthy and nourishing food, I have not always kept my body in shape. Forgive me, please!
I know You have not “ignored or belittled the suffering of the needy. You have not turned Your back on them, but have listened to their cries for help.” Psalm 22:24
I know You hear my cries, too. I just don’t understand why You choose not to answer them. “My God, my God, why have You abandoned me? Why are you so far away when I groan for help? Every day I call to you, my God, but you do not answer. Every night you hear my voice, but I find no relief.” Psalm 22:1-2
I don’t understand You, but I choose to trust You. I choose to believe You. I don’t ever want to forget the good things You’ve done for me. I want to remember how You answered my prayers in the past. I hold on to Your promises.
I acknowledge to You, my God, that You are sovereign in all Your decisions. And so I trust You.
I pray for the strength and courage to battle doubts and fear. I pray for Your peace to invade my whole body, mind and soul.
Father God, You are good! You love me!
I pray all these things in the name of Jesus, the only Redeemer and Savior and the true Healer! Amen
*Max Lucado in “Before Amen” (chapter 5 – Heal Me)