By Brenda Groves
The Post Newspaper Contributing Writer
Several years ago, I remember hearing about a young child who had gotten her finger smashed in a door. A co-worker told me about the three-year old’s parents sharing this amazing testimony with some church members.
When the accident occurred, they discovered that the child’s finger was nearly severed, so they wrapped her hand in a towel and quickly drove to the nearby hospital.
Her parents said all the way to the emergency room their child kept repeating through her tears, “I am a child of God and my finger is healed! I am a child of God and my finger is healed!”
In the examining room, the medical staff carefully removed the towel and as they began to clean the blood off of her hand, the ER doctor could find no trauma to the finger. Her finger was as good as new.
Praise God for childlike faith.
There were no questions in her mind that her Heavenly Father would heal her. No false teachings casting doubt on whether God allowed this to happen to teach her something or make her stronger. She just believed.
Well, on June 23 I injured my hand. Even though I did not feel any real pain at the time I knew that something was wrong. But I remembered this child’s testimony, so I made the very same declaration when it happened: “I am a child of God and my hand is healed.”
I did not receive the same instant result as the little girl. I went to an Urgent Care facility and the X-rays showed complete fractures of two metacarpal bones. It did not look good.
They put a splint on it, suggested Tylenol, and a visit to an orthopedic doctor. I then went home.
As I sat in our swing looking at my bandaged arm I said, “Well, Lord, I know this was not Your will, or plan for my life today. You are a good Father. But I know that by Your grace You have already made full provision for my healing.”
Then I started praying in my prayer language (speaking in tongues) and the Holy Spirit told me to speak to my hand and declare the report of the Lord over it.
So I said, “Hand, you are a good hand. This was not your fault and now I am telling you how this is going to go. Bones you are healed, quickly and correctly. Any muscles, tendons or cells, you are repairing yourself now. I also take authority over any spirit of trauma that would try to attach itself to this hand in Jesus’ name. No arthritis, swelling or pain. I regain full movement and strength, and hand, you WILL serve me well all the days of my life.”
A few days later, I followed up with a well-respected orthopedic surgeon who took more X-rays and told me, “Brenda, the bones are lined up perfectly. I could not have done any better if I had performed surgery on them myself. In fact, I don’t even want to cast that hand right now on the bones and take the chance of moving them out of alignment.”
He asked what my pain level was on a scale of 1-10. I told him, “0, or sometimes a 1 if I accidentally bump it.” So I declined the offer of pain meds, stuck to two Tylenol in the morning and before bed. I don’t have a high tolerance for pain, but I do have Jesus, and His word.
My husband and I had a year-long vacation planned that same week to drive to Colorado for a five-day family Bible conference in the mountains. It was a beautiful trip, a bit awkward at times without the use of one hand, but I managed and slept like a baby at night. The Lord sent many people to me during that week who laid hands on my splint and spoke God’s word over my hand and declared a complete and speedy recovery.
I had the splint for two weeks, a cast for two weeks and a brace for two weeks. Praise God!
Now, this is what I did not do.
I did not make up a doctrine explaining why my hand was not instantly healed like the little girl’s testimony. I did not cry out to God, “Oh Lord why?” Neither did I fall into condemnation over my faith level, or legalism such as “did I read my Bible enough” or “should I have been kinder to my husband,” etc.
The Bible tells us that Jesus is the same, yesterday, today and tomorrow, and that God is no respecter of persons. He is not making decisions to heal on a case per case basis.
He made provisions for all of our needs over 2,000 years ago in the finished work of the Cross and under the New Covenant “by His stripes we WERE healed.” God is not holding back any good thing from us.
We have all been given “the measure of faith” but I had not been exercising my faith muscles in the area of healing lately, so my doubt and unbelief at the time was overriding my faith to receive instant healing.
That day I broke my hand was not God’s plan for me, and the only way a person can say that He allowed it to happen is if you take into account that God gives us free will to make our own choices.
You know, I don’t have room to go into all the details here, but the Holy Spirit tried to warn me ahead of time that morning about my choices later that day that led up to the accident. I chose not to listen. God’s not mad at me, He loves me the same. I know this so I will NEVER tell a person that it is not His will that they be healed.
God is not the variable, we are.
With this said, none of us are operating in perfect faith, that is why His mercies are new every day.
I praise God that the little girl received instant healing, and I praise Him for my healed hand that I am typing this column with right now.
The same unconditional love and faithfulness of God to perform His word provided both healings, and to all of us who will believe and receive.
“I am a child of God and ….. is healed.”
(Proverbs 18:21; 1 Peter 2:24; Jude 1:20; Romans 4:17-18, 12:3; Hebrews 11:3; Mark 16: 17-18; Deut. 30:19-20)
Contact Brenda Groves at: firstname.lastname@example.org