Spiritual Malnourishment: My Testimony of Physical Healing

"And the people all tried to touch him, because power was coming from him and healing them all." Luke 6:19

“I am in rather need of immediate relief,” I told my nutritionist.

“ I see.” She said. There was a pause. “ And exactly what are you experiencing? How many enzymes are you taking a day to relieve your pain?”

“ Roughly 6-8 enzymes with each meal.” I answered. Tears filled my eyes as I described the knife stabbing pain in my intestines after each meal and the mind-numbing migraines I experienced on the regular.

Somewhere in the last 10 years, I picked up a random health issue here, a random health issue there. Random migraines, hormone issues, terrible stomach issues, depression, anxiety, and many things in between.

I remember feeling so overwhelmed and defeated. Believing there must be something God is trying to teach me that I’m not learning. Believing this is just the cross I must bear. Waiting for the miracle potion to heal me of all ill.

This is normal to where my stomach would swell and bloat after eating. I was not pregnant here and would oftentimes bloat to this extent and even worse depending on the meal + day.

My migraines would come out of nowhere, flatten me for a day and the throbbing pain in my head would lead me to vomit and be down for at least 24 hours.

I could go on and on about my ailments but that’s not the point here. The point isn’t even necessarily healing. The point is God.

Last April (2020) I experienced something I still can’t put into words. But when I try the only word that comes to me is re-birth. It was one of the most life-changing months of my life and when I look back over that month and last year I see that it was one of the first times I truly stepped into true salvation. I began to experience what felt like liquid love being poured into my body straight from heaven. I began to heal from traumas and things in my life I had forgotten about and put to rest so many painful memories of my past.

I had come to the end of myself and my soul was so tired. I rarely had peace in my heart and felt the constant angst inside of me to continuously do things to hopefully bridge the vast gap I felt between God and myself.

What that month ( April 2020), as well as the months leading up to it all entailed, would take me at least a dozen blog posts to fully describe.

I was running away and shoving down further inside of me something I was afraid to move to, something I was afraid would consume me and change me. But there was something inside of me calling me to something far greater than what I was living and experiencing and had labeled thus far as “Christianity”.

I engrossed myself in my business, social media, and disciplining my life to the inth degree believing if I could just get a handle on this thing then I would find freedom. If I could just keep everything under control that would be great.

But after I encountered The Lord last year and the world I knew began to crumble under me I began to experience the most astonishing things.

I began to experience healing, peace, joy, and a renewed passion for life that I truly had never experienced before.

As I began to experience God in a whole new way I was so enamored by the person of who God was that I kind of forgot to ask him about healing but the crazy thing was I started to experience it.

The more control I let go of, the more my stomach calmed down.

The more peace I experienced the less frequent my migraines became.

The more Love I experienced, the more love I could give to my children and husband.

Then there were times where God wanted me to act out on Who I believed He was and asked me to actively engage in my belief that He was my healer and act out on healing even before I was healed, and my healing followed momentarily.

When we feel safe, secure, and loved by our Father, we begin to heal physically and emotionally.

In the last 5 years of my health journey, investing thousands of dollars in nutritionists, pills, food, therapy, books, I have healed in far greater measure, in fewer amounts of time at the feet of Jesus than I ever have in the office of any practitioner. Does it cost you something? Yes, it actually does, it costs you a great deal. But what I have experienced in exchange in just the past year has far surpassed the sacrifice and surrender I experienced.

Praise God I no longer have debilitating monthly migraines, piercing pain in my stomach, or the anxiety that plagued me for years causing me to withdraw from people.

I am on ZERO supplements, enjoying all the food that God has created and put on the earth for us to enjoy. I had a bowl of rice the other night and for the first time in 6 years had it actually digest without giving me intense pain and bloating.

I am up frequently with my baby at night nursing him and still feel energized and clear mentally.

What has changed? Literally nothing in my life other than experiencing God. According to my outside world and my surroundings, I should be having anxiety and stress, we are in a rental hoping to move in a month while house-sitting the house we’re in for an additional 6 weeks after closing. With all the things I’ve experienced the past 8 months, moving twice, selling our house at 6 weeks postpartum, buying a property, and making plans to build only have it fall through 3 days before closing, having to find a house before we have to get out of our rental, all of these things would naturally stress anyone out, especially a postpartum mom with two boys.

But I’m learning that the wind and waves do not have to determine my peace. That they can be calmed by God and are not a threat to me. That I can tell my surroundings what to do instead of having them tell me what I should do.

It’s a whole new world I’ve experienced and I pray each one of you dear friends gets to experience it as well.

With Love,

Carrie

(P.s I hope that this post doesn’t project any condemnation and guilt onto anyone experiencing health issues. That’s not my heart at all. I also know my health issues have not been near to the extent of other I know. My desire in sharing my testimony is to glorify God and testify of the tremendous gift of healing that He has given to all of His children to enjoy.)