How Giving to the Poor Brought Healing to Me.

My husband brought me to the accident and emergency department in my local hospital when I told him I was bleeding.
This is now four years ago.
I was examined there by a doctor from Kerela in India.
He asked my husband and daughter to come into the cubicle to talk to us all about the examination.
My daughter is a doctor herself and was very nervous about what he was about to say.
She feared the worst.
I was numb and was willing to go through the process the doctor advised.
Instead of talking about my condition the doctor addressed my husband and said, 
“Don’t I know you?”
“No I don’t think we have met before.” 
“Are you the man with the big family?”
“Yes I have a big family.”
Mary and I were perplexed.  “Why is he not getting on with talking about how he can help me?”
“Ah I know where I have seen you before.  My mother has a book written by you.  There is a picture of you and your family on the back page. That book is in my mother’s home, back in Kerala, India.”
My husband has written two books for a lady in India.  Her work reaches out to the poor.
Brendan and I looked at each other.
We knew God was with us in that hospital cubicle.
In our time of distress a doctor remembered Brendan.
That book has helped raise money for orphanages and poor people in India.
The doctor, a stranger remembered Brendan.  God remembered too.
He was reassuring us he was with us.
Psalm 41 says 

Blessed is he who has regard  for the poor and needy. I will be with him in trouble. The Lord will raise him up from his sick bed.  V 1 and 3

We were in trouble and I was on a sick bed.
We all smiled despite our present dilemma.
The doctor proceeded to tell us that he found a mass of tissue inside my back passage when he examined me.
My daughter quizzed him to get more information.
He answered, “It is a firm mass.”  My daughter knew it can only be cancer.  She did not voice what she thought.
“I will make an appointment to get a colonoscopy.  I will ask for you to be seen as soon as possible.”
We thanked the doctor and walked out of that cubicle, silent, anxious but comforted that God was with us in our trouble.
We would face the future together.
Four months later I knew I was healed from cancer.
God is faithful.  

Made Whole!

Giving thanks to God at the Family Gathering in 2012.

Giving thanks to God at the Family Gathering in 2012.

It is two and a half years since I was healed of cancer.  It is Jesus name and the faith that comes through him that I am healed.  I am feeling great and am feeling better than I was before I had cancer.  This is testimony to God’s healing power and promise of wholeness.

Luke 17:12-19 KJV

12 And as he entered into a certain village, there met him ten men that were lepers, which stood afar off:

13 And they lifted up their voices, and said, Jesus, Master, have mercy on us.

14 And when he saw them, he said unto them, Go show yourselves unto the priests. And it came to pass, that, as they went, they were cleansed.

15 And one of them, when he saw that he was healed, turned back, and with a loud voice glorified God,

16 And fell down on his face at his feet, giving him thanks: and he was a Samaritan.

17 And Jesus answering said, were there not ten cleansed? But where are the nine?

18 There are not found that returned to give glory to God, save this stranger.

19 And he said unto him, Arise, go thy way: thy faith hath made thee whole.

This passage tells us about Jesus healing ten men from leprosy.  One of them praised God and returned to find Jesus and thank him.  Jesus declared to him you are made whole.

I believe a key to being whole is to praise and thank God.  We are made up of body, soul and spirit.  As they are healed one is made whole.

My spirit was healed as I confessed my sins and curses, my body was healed from the cancerous tumour, but I needed healed in my mind and soul.  I needed healed of traumas that my mind and soul remembered.

Malachi 4 v2  says

 the Sun of righteousness will rise with healing in his wings.

And in Revelation 1 v 14 and 16

His eyes were like blazing fire and his face was like the sun shining in all its brilliance.

I enjoy resting in the sun when I am on holidays.  The heat is comforting to my body and gives me a sense of well being.  The above word says Jesus face is brighter than the sun.  I decided to rest in the sunshine of his face and his eyes and let him heal me when any memory of a past trauma would arise.   I am being made whole as I thank and praise God and as I rest in the presence of Jesus’ face shining on me.

Rest in His light today!

Angela