I can’t really remember when it started but it was about 22 years ago. It was a pain in my left shoulder and arm that went all the way down to my hand. It started gradually but got worse every day until I could not use my hand or move my arm at all without experiencing severe pain. It even hurt while I was sleeping and would wake me up if I turned in my bed.
It was most annoying, not to mention, most uncomfortable. One day my young son came running up to me and said “Hey, dad!” while he tapped on my hand. I almost went through the roof. “What’s wrong with your hand?” he asked. “Nothing.” I said. I did not want him to know or to worry that there was anything wrong. The closest thing I could describe it as would be rheumatoid arthritis although I don’t really know because I never went to a doctor to have it checked out. Partly because I did not want a doctor to establish a name for it but mostly because I wanted the Lord to heal it.
After much praying and reflection I firmly believed it to be a spiritual attack from the enemy. I played guitar in church and had pretty much devoted my life to only writing, playing and singing Christian music. I knew that the enemy did not like that and I was convinced that it was a demonic attack to prevent me from glorifying the Lord with my playing music.
It was painful to hold my chords on the guitar. Between songs I would have to let my hand hang down to relieve the pain while regaining strength for the next song. I was avoiding using my left hand at all cost and strictly used my right hand for just about everything. This went on for about a good year and a half.
So I prayed and asked, or rather begged, the Lord to remove this from me and for Him to heal me. I prayed and prayed or better stated, I begged and begged, not realizing that I was asking the Lord to do something which He had already done for me 2,000 years ago.
One night, after I had brushed my teeth, I looked in the mirror at my arm. Then I looked up and prayed (read complained): “Lord, I prayed and prayed and asked You to heal my arm and it is still not healed. Why haven’t You healed it?” It was then that He spoke to me. Not audibly, but in the spirit. It was more like a loud thought in the middle of my head. But it was very clear and explicit. “When you prayed, did you believe that you had received it?”
Therefore I say unto you, What things soever ye desire, when ye pray, believe that ye receive them, and ye shall have them. Mark 11:24
And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive. Matthew 21:22
Uh, oh! His words hit me like a lightning bolt. He was right. I had not believed that I had received what I had asked for. Of course He was right! He is God!
“Lord, you are right. I did not believe that I had received it, did I? Please forgive me. OK. I will pray one more time and then I am going to believe that I have received it. No matter what I feel or what I see or what I experience. I am going to stand on Your word no matter what!”
I know that my prayer was not perfect and I probably still begged Him to heal me. But that did not matter because after that prayer of little faith, I believed that I had received my healing. And that is what I was going to walk in. It was settled. Period.
I started quoting every healing scripture I knew. Psalm 103, Isaiah 53, 1 Peter 2:24, etc. I looked up and highlighted every healing scripture I could find. I wrote them out and carried them with me. I read them out loud every moment I had between working, sleeping and spending time with the family. I would not allow any thought to the contrary to come into my mind and rejected them immediately. I would not take thought of or speak out loud anything that contradicted the word of God.
I woke up the next morning and checked my arm and the pain was still there, just as bad as ever. But I was committed to the Lord and I was not backing down. All day long I set my mind to the fact that I was healed. By His stripes I was healed. The minute I felt any pain from moving my shoulder, my arm or my hand, I immediately came against it.
“Nope! I am healed! Jesus healed me. He took my pain. He took my infirmities and bore my sickness so I don’t have to carry them one second. Bless the Lord, o my soul, who forgives all my iniquities, who heals all my diseases, who saves my life from destruction. Thank you, Lord, for forgiving me all my iniquities and for healing all my diseases and for healing my shoulder and my arm and my hand and for saving my life from destruction! Praise You, Lord! I believe I have already received my healing and now I am made whole by Your name through faith in Your name.” On and on I would speak it out loud when I was alone or in my head when I was in company.
When I woke up the following morning, there was no change in the pain or my arm at all. But there was a change in me. I felt a boldness I had not experienced before. A faith was starting to develop like a mustard seed, that I started to believe could move this mountain. So I did not let up and continued on my track of confirming the word at every moment I could.
Well, the next day it seemed like the pain was a little bit less. But I couldn’t really tell. Was it less or not? O well, it did not matter because I was healed already and just waiting for my body to catch up. So off I went confessing and confirming the word. I was learning that the spiritual always precedes and overrides the physical. When applied persistently and without wavering, in complete faith, the truth of the word overrides the facts of the flesh every time. Like our Lord, we have to call those thing which be not as though they were.
(As it is written, I have made thee a father of many nations,) before him whom he believed, [even] God, who quickeneth the dead, and calleth those things which be not as though they were. Romans 4:17
When I woke up the following day, and felt my arm, I shouted out “Yes! The pain is less!” It wasn’t less by much but just enough to prove to me that it was working. I was soooooo excited! I was convinced that if I could move it an inch, I could move it mile!
I praised the Lord all day long and continued confirming the word all day long. Now it was easy. I had fought my battle uphill and was now over the hill and heading down the other side. I was now on the victory side! I had believed that I had received it before I ever saw it and now I was starting to see it! Just like the Lord, I had called those things which be not as though they were.
Well, it took about 2 weeks and the pain lessened every day until it finally vanished completely. A few years later it tried to come back on me and I jumped on it. “O no you don’t. I was healed by His stripes and I am still healed by His stripes. Back off and get out in Jesus name!” It left as fast as it came.
I was starting to learn to speak to the problem about God instead of speaking to God about the problem. I learned that Jesus had already paid for my healing by the stripes He took on His back at the whipping post. He did His part and paid the price in full for our healing. He did not bargain that He might not feel the pain. Yes, He asked if this cup could be taken from Him but He settled it once and for all by saying “Not My will but Thy will be done.” and took upon Himself the full price of the shame, the pain and the humiliation of the arrest, the blasphemy, the thorns, the mocking, the cursing, the false accusations, the stripes applied to his back so that he was marred beyond recognition more than any man, carrying His own cross in that condition, having nails driven through his hands and his feet, being hoisted up on a cross and enduring there for 6 hours before giving up the ghost and said, “It is finished.”
His body was broken for us and He deserves our full healing for His sake. It is not about us deserving anything. He deserves it and is fully entitled to receive that which He has paid for in full.
No wonder God cannot answer people when they pray and beg continuously for something that He has already provided for them. These are prayers that He cannot answer simply because He has already answered them. Yet people keep begging Him for the answer while they are holding it in their hand in His word.
This is part of the wrong teaching in the modern Christian church today, teaching as doctrines the commandments of men (Matthew 15:9, Mark 7:7). Yet it is nowhere to be found in scripture. The word actually states exactly the opposite. Just look up James 5:16, John 14:12, Mark 16:17-18, Matthew 28:18-20, etc. You will read that He has appointed us to receive and appropriate healing to ourselves as well as to others as part of His atonement.
I believe it was Smith Wigglesworth who said to never ask God for something He has already provided and also to never ask God to do what he has told us to do.
PS: Here are Daily Declarations you can use for yourself if you are in need of healing or share with someone who is in need of healing.
Franciscus M. Dartee
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