That's because I had to have a Spiritual surgery. It was just what my doctor ordered.
God had to perform Open Heart surgery. It wasn't that I was evil or stone hearted. No, I had a different heart condition. I was wounded, broken hearted. We have all seen patients like this- smiling on the outside and possessing aching pain from the inside out.
Whew! It was a tough surgery,painful memories, bumps, bruises, tears,more tears, , anger, frustrations etc. The toxins had to go before my light went out.
Now that I'm healed God gave me a thought on this topic:"How Much is it Worth to You?
The IT being your deliverance and healing.
The Holy Ghost brought to my remembrance the Woman with the issue of Blood.(Mark 5 vs 24-34)
It should causes us to examine just how important God's healing is in our lives.
She had to press her way to her healing while carrying her issue. She couldn't put it down. It was a part of her, daily reminders of the issue plagued her body and mind! She had to overcome the physical, social and mental anguish of having such a painful issue. But she had to want wholeness badly. Her spirit man had to ask her natural man are you seriously ready? An internal battle probably ensued. She had a series of hurdles to make it over-all while bowed over in pain.
Even in my state of this serious, spiritually threatening condition, I had to face the ultimate truth ? How much would I be willing to go through to get it? Could I face the pain one more time, could I allow God in to heal the buried hurts? How much was it worth?
In her case, it was the crowd, the risk of being stigmatized in her culture, the risk of rejection.
What is it in your case,What will you have to go through when you decide How much it's worth to you? Here are some of my painstaking realizations I came to:
1. In my pain I arrived at the conclusion that I was okay, I could manage all the while my hurt festered.
2. I could risk others knowing me in a transparent state- should I risk the exposure? What will people say! I'm a woman of the cloth, a chosen vessel how could it be? The questioned presented itself again"How much is this worth to you?"
3. This pain and I were roommates, it abides with me daily, poking it's ugly head out at in opportune times - like when someone tried to befriend me and I pulled away because past mistrust and rejection. No way! but yet I ended up back at "How much is it worth? and can my heart make another day in this sickly state?
I, like the woman with the issue of blood agreed to press. I was ready to fight the good fight of faith. Ready to press to the mark of the prize of the high calling of Jesus the Christ. Ready to rise from my pain and possess my healing. It was worth all the world to me to be whole.
Don't' be fooled I had to go through some things, generational curses, attitudes and thoughts to press my way to the Master Surgeon and Healer. I had to revisit the pain of divorce I ran from in the past, tucked away hurts, old wounds, the lies folk told on me in my innocence. I had to press past the scornful looks of hypocrites. I came eye to eye with my abusers of the past. I had to be like the woman and keep whispering, "If I could but touch the hem of Jesus' garment". Some days when the pain seemed overbearing, I could only say, "Jesus" or moan.
That's how much it was worth- I wanted my deliverance and no devil in hell or out was going to stop the move of God in my life.
In her press the woman was not just walking along singing and laughing. She was going through misery and fighting to possess faith . I could relate to that press.
I had a yearning, my tears were sent up to the Father for help, I bowed my head and the angels uplifted my weary arms toward heaven for help! ABBA knew How much it was worth to his precious daughter. He saw the diamond in the rough! He saw my beauty beneath the ashes of my pain. He beckoned me to press through, to keep believing in His Word.
In order to really understand how much her deliverance was worth to her please examine the makeup of the multitude that was present ( or the crowd if you will).
She wanted her deliverance so bad the woman with the issue of blood pressed pass the crowd of naysayers and negative spirits, religiousness and wrongdoings.It was worth so much to her. My healing was worth the same. How much is your healing worth?
When I realized how much it was worth I sought the Lord for my healing and in return he spoke. Just as he said to the woman in Mark 5 vs.34 Daughter thy faith had made thee whole. Now go in peace( meaning you will have continual healing). Today, Jesus the Anointed One is saying it to you and I alike.
My sisters,make up in your Mind and Spirit that it's (your deliverance) worth all of that and more. You cannot live without the healing of God if your wounded. Go For It, Don't Let Go until you possess the Healing God has in store for you. Refuse to remain buried beneath ash- Rise up and possess the Beauty that comes with Wholeness!
On your mark, Get ready , Get set and.......GO! Get in the Press!! You can make it.
Prophetess Valencia B. Luckett
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