Divine healing is a controversial subject. I dove in headfirst about seven years ago.
There were already things I wanted to be healed from, but interestingly, I became even more sick throughout my first two years of study.
So many blockages along the way. From Paul's thorn in the flesh to all the people I knew who wanted to be healed, but died sick.
Nevertheless, I kept going because I knew deep down that Jesus didn't lie to me. What He did on the earth was to reveal the will of our Father in heaven.
The more I pursued, the sicker I became until I faced an illness so severe that I thought my wife and kids would have to bury me.
Then the Lord took me to Psalm 128. It's not a scripture about healing, but about living to enjoy your grandchildren. I caught God's vision for my life and refused to let sickness stop it.
From that point, whatever was causing me to black out several times a day began to fade away.
Healing didn't come suddenly, but over several months, as I held close the vision of enjoying my grandchildren.
This was the turning point, with so much more healing to come. In the next post, I'll tell you how I went on to be delivered from a spirit of infirmity.
