BEING HEALED BY JESUS IS BOTH A MIRACLE AND A WARNING - How the Lord healed me of everything - Part IV

The DVD cover for Nikolai - singing ‘God Bless America’ at 2 years of age

What I think is interesting about the variety of ailments, is how differently they were cured each time. There is no step by step ‘text book’ of healing to follow. The answer is always to ask at his mouth - and follow his leading.

RECAP: The first THREE cures. No more bulimia; no more prader willi, no more demonic possession.

WHAT DID IT? The NEW BIRTH and the BAPTISM IN THE HOLY SPIRIT. SO -first order of business is to - PURSUE THAT!

We can erase the first 3 from the list:

1. Bulimia - 1978

2. Prader Willi Syndrome - 1978

3. demonic possession -1978

From 1978 I enjoyed perfect health for a while, but I was still a ways from living in complete obedience to God. So, again, I wound up with some ailments:

1. Tinea Versicola - healed in 1986

2. Migraine headaches - healed in 1991

3. Infertility - healed in 1998

4. Chronic Bronchitis - healed in 1999

Taking them one at a time:

TINEA VERSICOLA

An older sister Regina one day mentioned on the phone, that she had the ‘white spots’ (on her back and chest and arms) and that ‘all of us girls’ had them, “just like mom.” I first remember seeing them on me in the early 80’s but they became a regular apparition that would spread in the sunshine. So I started wearing long sleeved shirts to keep the sun off of me. I didn’t pay much attention to the condition, and had settled myself to the idea that the ‘spots were forever’.

I cannot identify a specific sin that triggered the spots. But I had plenty of sins, ergo - plenty of spots, where the ‘dots’ might have been connected.

In 1986 I decided to go deeper with the Bible and take the ministry’s ‘Advanced Class’, which was conducted yearly, in one or another ministry location. This time, it would be held in Emporia Kansas. But just like in the 70’s I was wishy washy about registering. Fortunately, a wonderful saint named Bruce Eisenstein, pressed me to go and ‘NOT get tricked’. (In the old ministry, getting tricked meant being adversely influenced by satan.) I listened to Bruce, and signed up for the Advanced Bible Class.

The 2 weeks in Emporia was wonderful! - full of Christ loving saints from all over the country. I befriended a gal from Spring Texas, Deborah, who told us all a cool testimony from her 2 day drive north…

She shared the trip from Houston with 5 other girls in a large station wagon that was packed to the hilt with their suitcases. The first night they were only in Oklahoma and needed to stop for the night. They found an old roadway inn, where you parked right outside your room. But she couldn’t sleep.. She kept thinking about how all their luggage for the 2 week long Bible class was out there in the car, at night, in the middle of nowhere..

Without waking anyone else, she put on a robe and went out to the car to pray. When she finished asking God to protect the car, the Lord opened her eyes, and she saw the angel assigned to the job.. Deborah saw a ‘tall broad chested man, with muscular arms crossed over his chest, positioned at the tail gate of the stationwagon- a sword in his right hand.” She went back in and slept soundly.

(HAH..! I SWEAR it was one of the guys on the Subway in Brooklyn in 1981 that night when the Lord sent me TWO tall muscular angels to protect me from the mugger I was screaming at. (To stop him from mugging someone)..

Emporia was sweltering hot that July of 86.’ On lunch break each day, the ladies would go out and sunbathe on the green lawns. One such day, I sat next to Deborah - who was soaking up the sun- from my vantage point under the shade of a large tree, wearing my long sleeved white shirt.. Then Jesus spoke to me - loud and clear:

“Your spots are gone”.

I turned to Deborah and said, “I’m going in to take a shower’. I ran to the locker room, to the long mirror over the sinks, and tore off my shirt. My back was spotless. And chest, and arms and neck, and has been ever since.

The thing I noted about with these initial deliverances, is that, I pursued the Lord, and he met me and healed me - without my even having to ask.!

MIGRAINE HEADACHES

This is another ailment, that I don’t know what ‘sin to associate it with’. But the 1980s were not my banner years for walking uprightly. I was in my 20s.. ( :>} ) I am reminded of David’s plea:

‘Remember not the sins of my youth, nor my transgressions:

according to thy mercy remember thou me for thy goodness' sake, O LORD.’ Psalm 25:7

Thank God He makes provision for us to grow up. The Apostle Paul did call us ‘children of disobedience’. Yup. His grace was sufficient for me. Which doesn’t mean we should let sin abound, that grace may also - God forbid’. He expects us to grow up.

In 1990 I was living in Ossining NY with friends, while waiting for orders to DLI, meanwhile I was drawing caricatures for a living on the NYC party circuit.

Boris Yelstin (1991) and Harry Reid (2009)

That’s when the headaches started. They were so painful, it felt like my head was splitting in half, and if I was drawing someone at a party my eyes would cross making drawing very difficult. It was the FIRST TIME I cried out to God for healing.

It was one day, at home in Ossining, during the onset of a headache, I put my desk phone in front of me (remember those?) and said “Lord who should I call?” I wanted prayer.

He answered - “Call John McCabe”.

John was a reverend that I knew only distantly. He lived on Long Island. When I called his number, he picked right up. I told him what had been going on and asked him for prayer. (This was a few years before I began to pray for deliverance for others. I was still learning.)

John prayed and said: “In the name of Jesus Christ, I rebuke the demon that has settled into your sinuses. Amen.”

Whever had brought it, the demon was gone. It’s been 24 years and I’ve never had another migraine headache.

INFERTILITY

In a Stack a while back, I talked about getting married to a Russian artist. (Who is the father of my son Nikolai, and though we’re no longer married, he remains my best friend ). Andre and I got married in April of 1995.. in front of a government clerk. (We had no $$ for a wedding, me - no family to invite, and his was overseas in Russia). In those days, as much as I wanted children.. I could not get pregnant.

In 1996, Andre and I were living in Crystal City, Virginia, right across the Potomac from DC. I worked at a SCIFF in Arlington VA at the Korean War Desk of DPMO; Jesse Helms was our next door neighbor, and Clinton was president. The world seemed peaceful and life was good.

One day leaving for work, the Lord told me to ‘turn on the radio’. When I did, my dial turned out to be set to a minister preaching a sermon. His name was ‘Bob Philips’.

Pastor Bob’s ministry in Sheridan, Wyoming was ‘Come up Higher’. Bob at one time had been a co pastor with David Wilkerson at the Times Square Church in NYC, long before I would actually join that church (and take this peculiar photo in 2012..

I don’t remember exactly what Pastor Phillips was preaching that day on the radio, I only remember I was very impressed, and began to listen to him on a regular basis, and support his ministry. In turn, they started sending me his monthly newsletter. (You see folks, if you don’t GET IT, you dont’ get it! Do try to connect with good ministries and good ministers no matter where they are, letting God lead you to them. You never know when THEY will be the messenger of choice, for what God wants you to know.)

In early 1997, Pastor Philip’s newsletters were coming in the mail, in March the subject was ‘anger’, and in April it was ‘unforgiveness’. I didn’t read them, not esteeming them something that involved me. HAH. The Lord said ‘READ THEM’!

(It may amaze you, if you give him half a chance to show you, how many such sins DO RELATE TO US that we have managed to entirely overlook).

I dutifully read both issues, and saw myself on every page.

I love the way Pastor Philips handled this subject, teaching that:

‘We don’t forgive someone because they necessarily deserve it’ Maybe they don’t.. We forgive them, and put away anger, because it’s a commandment of the Lord’.

He added that forgiving anyone does not mean taking them into our trust again, or a place where they are in a position to do us further harm. He emphasized that we obey the commandment because we ‘Love HIM’ that first loved us.

Pastor Bob’s instructions were simple:

→Make a list of everyone that you’re angry at, or have not forgiven.

Then go down the list one by one, and forgive them.

Give them up to God to judge. (you will probably never stop doing this in this life)

I sat down and made a list. It turned out to be pretty long. I had no idea how much anger I was holding inside of myself. No.1 on my list was my father. No.2 was the minister that I served under for many years.. I don’t remember everyone on the list, I only know I forgave them all.

^‘For if ye forgive men their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you:

But if ye forgive not men their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses.’ Matthew 6:14, 15

A lot of healing must have taken place. I only know that exactly one year to the day I made that list - I conceived my son, Nikolai.

He was the reward for my obedience., and the gift that keeps on giving.

CHRONIC BRONCHITIS

Starting in the 1980s I was getting Bronchitis yearly. I rather suspect to this day, that the unrelenting torment of Bronchitis, can be related to one or another type of untoward or ‘illicit’ relationship. I can only draw an interesting conclusion from how it ended for me..

In November, of 1998, when I was 8 months pregnant with my son, Bronchitis struck again.. for the very last time.

There is something about the Godliness of being married, fidel, and giving birth, that is spiritually cleansing. This is one more ailment I never had to pray about. The Lord simply healed me of Bronchitis, when I was living - finally - a Godly lifestyle.

VB