HisAngel
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- Apr 22, 2009
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Ever wonder why not everyone is healed? Why not everyone is delivered, or why some people are prayed for over and over again and they do not receive what they are asking? Then you either do one of two things, justify this occurance by stating, "It wasn't God's will or timing." or "What are you/am I doing wrong?" Ever notice Jesus was never denied when He prayed for people, and He said even greater things we would do because He goes to the father? Where did we lose the piece to the puzzle?
A week ago I was serving as a youth leader at youth church, and during a game a girl hit her head against a table. She had a terrible headache, her neck hurt, and ice wasn't touching it. I felt lead to pray for her, so I asked her if I could. She agreed and I prayed. I felt power go out of me, but I could sense the wound was not completely healed. I asked her what she felt, and she said the pain was better, but not completely gone. I noticed she took off the ice pack, and her eyes were no longer squinting in pain so I could see that she told the truth.
I asked God later why she was not completely healed. In the past when I prayed, people were completely healed. Why didn't it work this time? Why had the annointing on my life deminished? His reply was that I didn't love enough.
I realized that offences, frustrations, and general weeds that had taken root in my life were stopping up the flow of love from within me. I was guarded and jaded on the inside. I did not reach out with compassion and love, I held back with reserve and quiet observation. I wasn't the radiant light I was meant to be, I was under a bushel, protecting myself.
As I began to pray about it, I realized Jesus came to this earth knowing He would die for us. Notice Jesus did not bow to offence when "unclean" people approached Him. His heart was moved with compassion whenever He healed. He always functioned in perfected love, and it was perfect, because there is no greater love than being willing to lay down your life for another person.
I realized how petty I had let myself become. How self preservation, offence, and my own selfish will had clogged my love and damed my river. As I prayed for forgiveness and for my charector to be remade, the anticeptic shield I placed over myself began to peel away. I began to sympathize more, carry others burdans more, and I was less selfish with my time and energy. I began to stop being offended, and begin to see the world through the father's eyes. I began to feel much closer to my heavenly father, more in balance, and empowered.
This made me question, what would happen if the church became so united with love, took God at His word, and was obediant to the mandate to love Him and love eachother to the point of death? If the church would rather die than seporate? I think that would make the church that God said He would build, "and the gates of Hell would not prevail against it", because love never fails.
Just food for thought.
A week ago I was serving as a youth leader at youth church, and during a game a girl hit her head against a table. She had a terrible headache, her neck hurt, and ice wasn't touching it. I felt lead to pray for her, so I asked her if I could. She agreed and I prayed. I felt power go out of me, but I could sense the wound was not completely healed. I asked her what she felt, and she said the pain was better, but not completely gone. I noticed she took off the ice pack, and her eyes were no longer squinting in pain so I could see that she told the truth.
I asked God later why she was not completely healed. In the past when I prayed, people were completely healed. Why didn't it work this time? Why had the annointing on my life deminished? His reply was that I didn't love enough.
I realized that offences, frustrations, and general weeds that had taken root in my life were stopping up the flow of love from within me. I was guarded and jaded on the inside. I did not reach out with compassion and love, I held back with reserve and quiet observation. I wasn't the radiant light I was meant to be, I was under a bushel, protecting myself.
As I began to pray about it, I realized Jesus came to this earth knowing He would die for us. Notice Jesus did not bow to offence when "unclean" people approached Him. His heart was moved with compassion whenever He healed. He always functioned in perfected love, and it was perfect, because there is no greater love than being willing to lay down your life for another person.
I realized how petty I had let myself become. How self preservation, offence, and my own selfish will had clogged my love and damed my river. As I prayed for forgiveness and for my charector to be remade, the anticeptic shield I placed over myself began to peel away. I began to sympathize more, carry others burdans more, and I was less selfish with my time and energy. I began to stop being offended, and begin to see the world through the father's eyes. I began to feel much closer to my heavenly father, more in balance, and empowered.
This made me question, what would happen if the church became so united with love, took God at His word, and was obediant to the mandate to love Him and love eachother to the point of death? If the church would rather die than seporate? I think that would make the church that God said He would build, "and the gates of Hell would not prevail against it", because love never fails.
Just food for thought.