This blog explores the physical, mental and spiritual aspects of total health with some children's stories thrown in to break the intensity.

Posts tagged ‘Prayer’

From Desert to Oasis–From Dead to Living Stones


Over a month ago, I hurt my back–specifically my sacro-iliac joint. God quickly healed it with some help from chiropractic. However, the aftermath was that I had digestive problems.

Previously this system was working really well, but function came almost to a standstill. In the time after the back injury, I had some scheduled trips, one to WV and one to Israel. I managed to get by, but had over a month of misery.

One sidebar was that while in Israel a virus went through our group.  It gave people diarrhea and some also had vomiting.  My turn came in the middle of a ceremony we attended for the opening of a new building in a Bible college.  I had intense pain but none of the other symptoms.  The pain was so severe that my husband was trying desperately to find a solution.  Go to a hospital?  Cut the trip short and go home?

I asked a great woman of great faith to pray for me, and she did right there and right then.  Immediately, I felt completely well and participated in our last big celebration dinner with no problems.  She also prayed that God would get to the underlying spiritual issues related to my ongoing digestive system lack of function.

Two things on the Israel trip seemed to be tied in as God began to show the spiritual problem that was underlying my physical symptoms.  The first struck me in a talk that our pastor gave at Mt. Carmel.  He talked of Elijah and his battle with the prophets of Baal.  He spoke of the rain and dew in Israel being stopped for over 3 years.  That drought struck me as being a picture of me, but I did not understand fully until later when I was prayed for at home.  The second thing that hit me was the stones in Israel.  For the most part, Israel is a very rocky country and there are stones at most of the significant sites of Jesus’s life.  There is a stone you can touch where he was born, one where he was laid out after the crucifixion, where he was buried etc.  Plus most buildings are built from stone.  At the later prayer time, I understood more fully how stones tied in with my spiritual issues.

After the Israel trip, I saw a gastroenterologist who immediately did some tests. These showed no reason for the dysfunction, yet nothing changed for the better.

Finally, I asked a friend with the gift of healing and a ministry of Holy Spirit-led prayer to pray for me (along with the help of my best friend). She started the prayer time by seeing me in the Spirit as a little girl trying and trying to make the bow on a present look exactly perfect. I could not make it good enough no matter how hard I tried. This picture seemed to be tied into my family history of performance orientation, possibly an ongoing family issue for multiple generations.

As she prayed, she also saw a desert parched of water being turned into a lush garden in me. (This completed the picture of the drought in Elijah’s time which I knew was somehow related to my situation.) She then prayed for the muscles to relax in and around my low back.

After her prayer time, I prayed in repentance for my performance mindset and my continuing concern for what other people think as opposed to having the overriding goal of pleasing God alone.

After my praying friend saw the desert and lush garden picture, I saw a totally different one. I saw a massive stone which was my foundation–Jesus Christ. I had built my house of character upon that stone, but through my effort. I had determined to be kind, patient, considerate, gentle, caring, sensitive, persistent, loving of God and others, etc, etc. Of course these efforts did not work. My house of character, while built upon the foundation of Jesus was not sound. It was built by my work and not by Godʼs leading.

In my spirit, I could see God sweep his arm across and completely wipe the foundation clear. My old house of character was completely gone.

Patching up my house of character was not an option. My life must based upon hearing and obeying, not upon striving.

Of course, that night my body functions returned to normal after about 40 days of drought. What a wonderful thing!

This excerpt from Oswald Chambersʼ was in my daily email on the day of the prayer time. It seemed so applicable.

“The Christian life is stamped by ‘moral spontaneous originality,’ consequently the disciple is open to the same charge that Jesus Christ was, viz., that of inconsistency. But Jesus Christ was always consistent to God, and the Christian must be consistent to the life of the Son of God in him, not consistent to hard and fast creeds. Men pour them selves into creeds, and God has to blast them out of their prejudices before they can become devoted to Jesus Christ.”

As Christians, we are not following a dead manʼs creed, but we are including a living and interactive God into our lives. We cannot make choices and decide our characters and then ask God to bless that.

As a Christian, my house of character must be built out of living stones. My character needs to be built based upon consultation with God (prayer without ceasing), deliberate listening, then simply obeying. This may look inconsistent and discordant with the world, yet we are not called to imitate Christ but to be HIS workmanship.

Unless the Lord builds the house, the builders labor in vain” Psalm 127:1

So here I am trusting the Lord to rebuild my house of character, but this time with living stones that he can rearrange and use as needed. This house may not be as I envisioned, but I am choosing to listen to and trust the architect of my faith. Then, not only am I being built with living stones but also I become an effective part of the living stone church that God has been building and using for ages past and ages yet to come.

Spell Love T-I-M-E


Again, things in my life conspired together to bring me to a point of understanding something: Loving God equals time with God.  A friend challenged me to start spending 1 hour a day with God.  How crazy hard this has been and there is no reason for that.  I am not an encumbered person.

In this process of spending time with God, there was a lesson that there is no right or wrong way to do it.  Even if I dozed off but was truly seeking the presence of God, I was blessed.  I did find that God gave me a variety of ways to “talk and listen” to Him.  However, I am also discovering that these may be individual.   Each person may need to find his own methods of communication.

Just in case any of these methods are helpful, I will include them, for my time with God has evolved  from my initial snoozing, then to one-way prayers, and finally to true communication.

In the beginning, I began to write out on index cards verses that struck me as prayers, promises, or personal needs from the Bible.  These I put into the “I ” format and prayed back to God as coming from me.  Also, I asked Him for what he wanted me to pray.  At a suggestion from a friend, I started 2-way journaling.  I poured out the concerns of my heart in a journal and listened for his response. then journaled what I thought He said.

The upshot of these prayers is that my heart has become even more concerned for the lost.  These prayers have become my most important, as I finally understand that they are most urgent to God.   My prayers are mostly for those that I love to know Him, but I pray lists for others’ loved ones also. These prayers were somewhat dull and repetitive so I began to bring these loved ones to the throne room in my prayers.  I pictured either carrying them or taking them by the hand to the throne room of Jesus.

Interestingly. this process took on a life of its own.  It seemed that God showed me pictures of what will be or could be as I prayed.  One loved one resisted as I tried to take him to Jesus.  I began bringing him and his wife as far as I could into the light that was coming out of the throne room, understanding that they were not ready for the encounter with Jesus yet.  Their hearts had to be softened by His light and love before they could come into that holy room.  Another, whom I viewed as an atheist, surprised me by going right into the throne room and going down on one knee. Since the onset of these prayers, the people in them have not  stayed static–postures differ, expressions changes, and the distance from the throne seems to vary daily.   I don’t see this a prophecy necessarily, more as God’s view of where each of these people has the potential to be.  I take this as direction on how to pray to add my efforts to His drawing each of theses loved ones unto him.  This has become the most important thing in my life.

The second thing that conspired to help my love of God is this– a sermon by Skye Jethani, http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/but-now-i-see/id363665348?i=97046494,  yesterday that seemed to reinforce my understanding of loving God.  We love God by hanging with him.

TIME equals LOVE.  A hurried time with God, a mandatory Bible time, and some arrow prayers to God show Him that we are fitting Him into the periphery of our lives.  We cannot be Christians in order to use God to control our lives or to deal with our fears.  We cannot use our prayers to ask him to make our existence as we desire it to be.

We must seek God as our ultimate gift.  He is what we seek; he is our goal.  He is our answer — our pearl of great price.  He is our security, our rest, and our deliverance.  We don’t need Him just to make our lives better  – we need Him to be our life.  He is our great snuggler.  He fills those deepest longings with Himself.  He loves us, and there is no substitute in appropriating this love besides TIME with Him.  Absorb Him!  Know Him!  Worship Him!  Luxuriate in Him!  He is there waiting for you.

Choosing Your Cloak


Through a long series of discoveries, my eyes were opened to the fact that I was wearing a cloak of self righteousness.  I am not saying that I was not a Christ follower–in truth, I belonged to Christ.  What I saw in myself was a goodie two shoes, a brown noser, a people pleaser, a person who needed to be good and right etc.  Self righteousness can be equated to setting yourself up as a god.  It is a very serious and destructive sin.

Our small group helped me pray through this (check out the book, Pray Through It, by Rob Morissette).  This process involves the RIPE acronym for “RECOGNIZE”, “INVESTIGATE”, “PRAY” and “EXPERIENCE”.

The first step was already done in that I recognized that I had this problem.  The second step of investigating could usually be done by asking questions of the person involved or their family, especially parents.  I had no clue as to the root of this, and my parents are dead.

So as a small group, we incorporated the “investigate”  into the “pray” part and prayed as a group that God would reveal where this pattern had started in my life.  God immediately gave me a sense that I started this pattern early on in order to steal favor from another family member.  Apparently, I had a mistaken notion that there was only so much approval to go around.  Approval equated with love in my childish thinking.  I set out to get more than my share of approval or love by being righteous.

The “pray” portion of the RIPE process also includes repenting.  I asked forgiveness of God and family members out loud in prayer with the small group and spoke forgiveness to any whom I may have felt did not give me enough love in my childish misperceptions.   I also looked for vows that I may have implemented in my life.  It seemed that I had a vow of ,”I must always be right.”  This vow was renounced and broken by the cross and blood of Christ.

The last step is to “experience”,  meaning to walk in new freedom.  I felt an immediate difference after this process– a lightness and the biggest change that I have noticed since I began this Elijah House “un-peeling the onion” process. (See previous Elijah House entries to understand this reference.)  I noticed that I could look in people’s eyes without fear that they will see the phony me inside.  No longer did I  cringe away from touches or hugs.  As a final part of this process, I went to the family member whom I had wronged to make amends.  He graciously forgave me.

The biggest freedom in no longer wearing the cloak of self righteousness is this:   I am now really free to be fully covered by the cloak of royalty as a daughter of the living God.  Great exchange!

Tag Cloud

Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.