Calling in a creative miracle because God is capable and God is Good!

We had a pair of jazz ballet shoes to purchase.  We knew where we needed to go, had the time on Saturday afternoon, but we had felt God say “do it tomorrow on the way home from church”, and so, with adequate time to stop after church, before the start of a play date, we popped into Chadstone to “bag” the shoes and go on …

We stopped briefly to buy a treat … an ice-cream for my son and myself, and 2 oversized chocolate freckles for the play date my daughter was going on (my husband honourably abstained).  As we left the shopping centre, me sharing my ice cream with my five-year old son, who had decided he preferred my chocolate one to his rainbow one, I saw a young man in a wheel chair and I got that familiar prompting to stop and offer to pray …

I caught my husband’s eye who instantly knew what I was about to do and he disappeared with the kids, a relief for me since I normally stop with children by my side.

I gently approached the young man in the wheel chair and opened up a conversation with something like “Hi … I can see you are in a wheel chair … something really tough must have happened to you …” not smooth, but effective …

As I spoke he motioned to me that he was actually missing a leg (which I had not realised) and I thought “oh my gosh!” I had thought he was in a wheel chair needing a healing miracle, not that he was in a wheel chair needing a creative miracle …

He motioned to the lack of leg and I quickly tried to recover my cool, calm, collected stance … and as I did he explained that his right arm no longer worked either … and that if it did he could use crutches …

Great”, I thought … “I have really got myself in the deep end!” and, after a deep breath, I proceeded to introduce myself and explain why I had stopped.  I shared with him that our church, Stairway, had been prophesied over and told that we would see creative miracles like legs grow, and that I wanted to know whether he would permit me to pray for that and for the healing of his arm … explaining that God had highlighted him to me to stop …

He readily agreed, placing his hot meat pie down, and he told me his name was Mark …

I placed my hand on his left shoulder and, as my five-year old son ran up and away with tongue out to swipe licks on my now melting chocolate ice cream, I invited the Holy Spirit to come, and I released healing over him in the name of Jesus.  I then prayed in line with God’s Word over our church and asked God to create a new leg, ignoring the screaming thoughts in my head that were saying “you are mad you are mad” … and I reminded God of His word and asked Him to perform a creative miracle for Mark in the name of Jesus …

I then walked around him and placed my hand on his right shoulder and I again released healing in the name of Jesus and I commanded his right arm to be healed.  As I did I started to receive words of knowledge of what needed healing, to make the arm whole, and I “knew” that the injury had been as a result of a trauma, an accident …

I told the sinews to knit, the muscles to function, the nerves to heal and for a few other things that came to mind as I prayed and I asked for the oil of the Holy Spirit to be released and flow through his arm.  As I prayed in faith the words and commands I felt I “heard” he nodded in agreement and I felt that somehow I was hitting the mark with the prayers, that they were words of knowledge from God, words indicating what healing was required to have his arm function again … I felt they were words being released to give him faith that God knew and cared for him … for I surely could not have known in the natural, for he had not told me and I am not medically trained in any way …

I then called for “redemption”.  I felt so very strongly that God’s word for him was “redemption”, that God would “redeem” him … all he had lost … His eyes grew moist and he was visibly moved …

My son continued to run up cheekily licking my ice cream …

On this particular occasion I felt to give Mark my mobile (cell phone) number and my husband and my first names … I also gave him the details of church services and times and he asked whether there was wheel chair access, to which I said there was …

I mentioned a few testimonies of healing and told how God’s healing can come as a seed, which grows, and I encouraged him to thank God for any improvement … and to come for more prayer if he felt so inclined.  I then shared about how a man who was in a wheelchair and who was unable to move his legs had started to move his legs the week before at our church’s evening service and I encouraged him to come …

I then felt I needed to give him a kiss, and so I asked if I could.  He agreed,  and so I kissed him on the cheek, and thanked him for allowing me to stop and pray, for interrupting his day …

I wanted to fix it for Mark … I wanted to make things right … but it was beyond my power to do so … all I could do was stop and offer God’s word … or rather offer God’s Word:

For the testimony of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy.” Revelation 19:10 (NASB 1995)

Our church has a promise from God in the form of a prophetic word that creative miracles will be seen, will be released … it’s the testimony of Jesus … it’s the promise of Jesus …

I feel that he was greatly touched that someone cared enough to stop and pray …

I feel that He was impacted by God in how God showed me the needs of his heart and the requirements of healing in his arm …

I feel he was touched that someone offered an answer …

I know he felt God … I trust he received hope … we cannot stop and pray and not cause change to occur … prayer releases something … something grand … and as we stop for the one and offer them The One they will each taste and see that …

God is Good!

The Power of the Testimony – healing of stomach pain because God is Good!

On Christmas Day I posted the praise report of the healing of a young child with cerebral palsy … it was appropriate, I thought, to write of a healing of a child, on the day we celebrate the birth of The Child, that would wager life for all those that would call Him Savior and Friend …

I posted this story as I cared for my 8-year-old daughter, who had woken suddenly at 5 am on Christmas morning, and had started vomiting, presumably from a tummy virus … she ceased emptying her stomach’s contents 24 hours later and on 26th December she rested, sleeping most of the day …

Even though the vomiting had stopped she still had pains in the stomach, which disturbed her sleep, and which caused us concern …

We had prayed.  We had laid hands.  We had declared healing and health … we praised God for His goodness, that this would cease quickly (previous times she has been ill with a tummy bug she has not stopped vomiting for 3, and at worst 10 days – at which time she was nearly hospitalised); and so, we were believing for a very quick recovery … and we believed we had received a quick recovery with the vomiting ceasing 24 hours later at 5 am the following morning … other things we had done … we had put on soaking music, praise music, words of Scripture that highlight God’s desire and power to heal …we had rested, we had encouraged her to rebuke the sickness in Jesus name, to soak in the presence of Jesus, to go to the place where God is for her … we did all we knew … except, take communion and anoint her with oil …

As she rested I decided to share with her the Christmas Story of the healing of the child with cerebral palsy … she loves the testimonies and delights in amazement at God’s Goodness and power …

As I did, the pain suddenly increased with an intensity that at first alarmed me, but then I thought “got you!” …

I have been taught, and have also witnessed (see link here for story with example), that sometimes when we pray for healing the pain can get worse … or it can move around the body … if this happens it can be a sign that we have hit the mark with our prayers … and whatever is causing the sickness is on its way out!  (Thank you Randy Clark healing School 1).

I completed retelling the story as she writhed on the bed, with my hand upon her, rubbing her back and I called for my husband to come to stand with me in agreement and together we rebuked all sickness and told the spirit of infirmity to get out and leave her in the Name of Jesus …

The pain stopped instantly, and from that time she recovered very quickly … firstly resting peacefully, then eating carefully … 

While we had missed the big family celebration, we still celebrated Christmas with a small lunch two days later, and a Christmas breakfast with crepes, melted chocolate and whipped cream the day after that …

Later she looked at me and said what a wonderful Christmas it had been … a quiet, peaceful three-day celebration with people that she loved, and we talked of some Christian practices that celebrated Christmas through to 8th January each year …

Throughout all we stood firm, believing that God was not the author of this sickness.  It did not come to teach her or us something … it came to steal a day of celebration … for

“The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy …”

BUT JESUS ….

“… came that [we] may have life, and have it abundantly.” John 10:10 (NASB 1995)

And so we stood firm on our belief and our knowledge that God is good and we believed, declared and did what we knew to do, leaving the rest to God … and the key came … we inadvertently used the power of the testimony of someone else’s breakthrough and it worked because …

God is Good!

And unto us a child is born … Praise report of a Good God! healing of cerebral palsy …

In this world of instant this and instant that, how many times do we miss what God is doing and somehow give up on a miracle that may have already started to happen, if we just hung in there to see it to maturity?

Do we speak life … or death over our worlds for “life and death is in the power of the tongue” (Proverbs 18:21).  Do you speak life, and celebrate even small beginnings, or do you speak death in discouragement and disappointment …

This is a brilliant testimony of God’s goodness.  A healing, blooming into fullness over time … it is still continuing even as I write …

This testimony (lengthy but so worth the read) was sent to friends of mine.  My friends had the same type of healing take place in the life of their own boy, who is now a grown man.  My friends’ child had been diagnosed with cerebral palsy too and was later declared infertile … he has since grown into a completely healthy functioning adult man who is a happy husband and father …

My friends did not give up and continued to pull down on the Promises of God and while doing so they also foster cared for over 70 children … I know … it amazes me too!

So, I ask … what miracle is around the corner for you?  We all love the instant fixes, the eyes that open, the ears that hear, the lame that walk instantly, but often a healing can be a process … it comes as a seed that must grow … and in that process there is a coming closer into relationship with a loving Father God, who wants good things for His children (Matthew 7:11)…

I believe we must celebrate all stories of breakthrough, all stories of triumph, for in each story of breakthrough is the promise of our own breakthrough … this is why I love these stories … God is no respecter of persons and … “they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony…” (Rev 12:11) … there is power in the blood and in the word of our testimony … and so read and prepare for the hour of breakthrough in your own life and be blessed as you declare His goodness in your own lives and into the lives of others …

My friend writes:

We became involved in this because of the miracles in our son P’s life. When A’s parents came forward for prayer, we were called and asked to tell them about our journey [author’s note: there is power in the testimony]. We prayed with them until Bill Johnson and Leif Hetland were free to come and pray. It was such a privilege to be ‘involved’ in this miracle…. HE is GOOD!

The testimony then goes on to say …

In January 2010 my two precious twin daughters were born almost 3 months before they were due, weighing in at only 2 pound 11 oz.

Within 24 hours my first born, A was diagnosed with significant brain damage, due to a major cerebral artery stroke. We were told she would probably die, but even if she did survive we were told she would have cerebral palsy and would never walk, talk properly or see properly and would not function normally in general. A’s younger sister was skinny and premature but ok.

So began our major faith walk with the Lord.

Early on the Lord gave me a dream in which I saw her running to me on the first day she came home from school. I refused to believe she wouldn’t walk. I told the doctors I was expecting a miracle. Jesus was there over her isolette in the ICU ward and He wasn’t going to disappoint us. She was going to be perfect just as He created her.

I cried. I screamed at God. How could you let this happen to my darling daughter? Why? My husband and I struggled with our faith. I realized that a faith that hadn’t been tested, couldn’t be trusted.  I clung to Him desperately.

Soon after we got home, after almost 3 months in hospital, we started to see signs of paralysis – symptoms of cerebral palsy. The knots in my stomach got worse and I’d lye in bed at night and couldn’t sleep because I was fearful for her future. The enemy would get in my ear, and harass me that she would never walk.

But, I remembered the hope I have in Jesus and the dream, the promise He gave me.

In May 2011, my daughter and I were at an all time low. She would sit on the floor and sob because she couldn’t move. Big fat tears would roll down her cheeks. She’d watch her sister running around and it would just break my heart. She couldn’t crawl. She could only sit.  Even then, she’d often fall back and smack her head on the floor. The whole right side of her body was paralyzed and in a state of spasticity. All she wanted was for me to hold her constantly and carry her everywhere. That was impossible and I felt like I couldn’t bear it much longer.

I cried out to the Lord … we can’t take much more Lord, we need a breakthrough soon! He said to me she would start walking in August. It seemed too long away but we just clung to the faith He’d given us.

In August I was driving home from a medical appointment and the Holy Spirit hit me hard and said He wanted me to take A down to Melbourne for Bill Johnson to pray for her. Before I got married, I had lived just outside of Melbourne and had attended Stairway Church but now I lived in rural Victoria, 3 hours away.

Bill Johnson and Leif Hetland were visiting Stairway Church that weekend of August 20th. Problem was, their conference was in a few days, and I had no tickets.

In faith, we made plans to go, and believed we were going to receive prayer. My husband and I took our three children (all under 2 years old!) to Melbourne, three hours away. Everything possible seemed to happen to prevent us getting there. We even lost our accommodation, so we had to drive there and back on the same day – 6 hours in total. We waited until the end of the conference, when the ministry team were praying over everyone, and then we walked right through the doors holding A. Thank God no one stopped us. The presence of God was in that place and we were getting in there no matter what! We waited in line and it came time for Bill and Leif to pray for her. Nothing happened…

We left for home believing for a miracle. The kids screamed pretty much the whole 3 hours home. My husband and I were emotionally spent.

The healing started slowly. She started pulling herself up to her knees; then she started pulling herself up to standing. A few months later she was cruising around furniture; and, then she was walking along the fence at the play ground! Then she was walking with us holding onto her two hands.

Before long, she was walking with us holding her one hand, the good one. Then it was walking holding just the affected hand.

And then … we hit a painfully slow period of nothing …nothing…nothing … it was like watching grass grow.

I downloaded Danny Silk’s message on “Master of the Breakthrough”. I knew something was building. We prayed, we declared. We prayed, we declared. Then last Sunday at church we sang a victory song about the deaf will hear, the blind will see, the LAME WILL WALK, the dead will rise, and I believe, that Jesus Christ is alive! We chanted that over and over and danced in the Spirit. We declared A would be dancing on her tiptoes, for Jesus!

The next day, on Monday, I woke up and read this scripture:

“If you then, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father who is in heaven give good things to those who ask Him!”( Matthew 7:11).

A few hours later – A let go of the couch, and started walking completely alone, towards me!!!

It was an unforgettable, indescribable moment.

She’s wobbly, she is still falling and giggling, but Hallelujah … she is walking due to the amazing resurrection power of Jesus Christ! She is beating all the odds!

A is still learning to use her right arm and hand, particularly her fingers, but we just know that it won’t be long and a complete and total creative miracle will have happened!

She WILL be dancing on those cute little tippy toes. Who knows, maybe one day she’ll play the piano. She has also been talking, I’ve been teaching her to say ‘God’ and ‘Jesus’. Her eyes are perfect, she can see as well as her little sister.

All glory to God! He truly is THE Healer and Restorer. Thank you Lord from the bottom of our hearts! We are so grateful to our King.

A’s testimony to Jesus is going to be broadcast to everyone we come across. He is so worthy of all of the glory. And we can honestly say we are blessed to have been taken through this journey. We just can’t help but spread the word, of, “Look what the Lord has done!!!!” Hallelujah!

Signed AJ

What seed of a miracle has been planted in your world?

What seed of a miracle could you release to others?

If the healing, whether your own or someone you love, or someone you have prayed for has not yet materialised in the natural … do not lose faith, but know the breakthrough is there … the breakthrough of another holds the promise of the breakthrough in your own life …

For unto us a child is born … (Isaiah 9:6)

And I know all this is so because …

God is Good!

Post Script: In getting permission to recount this testimony the following comment came back from the family on Christmas Day 2011:

PS: the medical professionals are all saying, it is just unheard of for a hemiplegic cerebral palsy child to be walking before 2 AND without her AFO (ankle foot orthotic). Truly is a miracle!
 
Unheard of in the natural world of medicine … but not unheard of in the world of Jesus Christ because …
 
God IS Good! … Merry Christmas!