Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it,
and it will be yours.
If I had a dollar for every time I read this verse or heard teaching on it, I could take every one of you who reads this to Starbuck’s for a coffee! Don’t head out just yet … I said IF! But the other day, I got it. Call it revelation or an AH HA! moment, but I realized how my thinking had been wrong in this area. Oh, I believe that I am healed; that it is a done deal. But still there were thoughts that camped out in my mind that went along the lines of “when I am healed ….” I was measuring my healing by symptoms and, after only a few moments of being awake, I would know, not today, maybe tomorrow. Having no pain would be evidence of my healing for sure and then I would know that my faith had worked. But that is like putting the cart before the horse. My faith comes first, then my healing, then no pain. In that order.
Reading Kenneth Hagin’s book, I saw it more clearly. He writes:
“When you pray, you have to believe that you receive healing, and then you will have healing.
When are you going to have healing?
After you believe you receive it.
When do you believe you receive healing?
Before you have it.”
Faith feels like resting. Not wrestling. Faith is assurance, doubt is constantly looking for reassurance. I was looking for reassurance, for evidences that my healing had come. I certainly haven’t been resting. Not the rest of faith. And I was wrestling—asking would this help? What if I did this or didn’t do that? Would anything I could do, help?
I believe the only thing I can do that will help is to believe. Believe in spite of the evidences to the contrary. Believe even when it seems useless. Believe even when I feel like giving up. Believe that my prayer of faith intersected my healing. Believe that the Savior who came to heal me meant it when He said, “It is finished.”
Jesus, my Savior, my Healer, my Comforter, my Friend, my Great Physician, I believe. I believe You paid the price for me to be sin-free and pain-free. You took it all upon Yourself on that cross. The stripes You took were for me, the blood that You shed, You shed for me. And all You asked of me was that I believe. Jesus, I believe and once again, I marvel at Your goodness and am humbled by Your presence in my life. Thank You is inadequate, but I do thank You, from the bottom of my heart. Thank You, my Jesus. Amen.
I would love to hear from you. Please let me know if I can be praying for you as well.
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