Yesterday I went with my mother to a place called The Healing Room. It's a unique place where one can go and receive ministry regarding healing. They pray with you and have a room of worship.
I was very intrigued by the name and I was surprised by what I experienced. We went to a house that had several rooms set up for prayer. One room had dark wine colored drapes over the windows and a large cross in the corner with a wine colored cloth draped across. Soft worship music played in the background and a picture of a radiant Jesus welcoming a bride into the wedding feast hung on the wall. Small rocking chairs that sat directly on the floor (no legs) created a relaxing atmosphere. A candle burned under another picture of Jesus. Right away I could feel a sense of awe mixed with peace and a sweetness in the place.
In another room we watched a 20 minute dvd on healing, won't go into details there but once again I was surprised by what I heard. Then, four prayer warriors led my mother and father off to another room for a time of prayer and ministry.
The rest of us there went into the worship room with the cross. First off, I picked one of those rocking chairs, hey might as well be comfy when you pray, right? I must not have sat right because the thing was kind of C shaped and I fell back and almost landed with my feet over my head. Good thing I had pants on! Thankfully everyone seemed deep in prayer.
Right away I tried praying but couldn't! Isn't that odd? I thought, now here I am in a special prayer room and all I feel is silence in my soul! I tried over and over, praying different ways, praying different things. But all I was getting was silence. So then I decided, well if I'm not storming the gates of heaven like I thought I would be, I might as well just sit back in this rocking chair and relax, maybe take a nap! JK! So I stretched back, kicked my legs out in front of me and relaxed my whole body and just got real comfy! As I sat there listening to everyone pray around me, something started happening. It was like my soul became a sponge. I didn't have to pray or say or do anything. I opened my palms face up and it was as if those prayers became my own. A peace that I can't describe came all over me. Time stopped. Anxiety stopped. My thoughts stopped and my soul saw a slice of heaven and I saw God. I saw the God of I AM! He just was. Everyone was worshipping Him and I felt the presence of Jesus. I involuntarily smiled, I couldn't help it! He was so sweet. My heart started racing, the thought crossing my mind that if I were older I'd probably have a heart attack because my physical body couldn't handle His glory. Soon it felt like my heart would beat out of my chest and then I starting getting afraid. As quick as my heart started beating like crazy, it stopped and I felt it's familiar comforting rhythm. I felt myself slipping back into this old world and I remember saying to God, "Oh God, I'm young, my heart is young, I can handle some more!" "Give me more!"
It was quite an amazing experience and I learned some very healing things myself! I'll have to share them in another post for another day.
I guess what surprised me most was learning that God just is! All He has for me is already there. All He has done for me has already been done. I just have to receive it! Yesterday was about learning how to receive.
8 comments:
Jennifer, your blog really touched me. I shared with Rick how wll you articulate your experiences with the Lord and how deeply you are moved by God and His Holy Spirit. I think you have developed your mom's talents for writing!!Thank you for sharing. Our prayers are with you as well as your mom and dad. We love you very much!
Your Aunt Tricia
Hey Tricia! Thanks so much for commenting, your words are sweet and mean a lot to me. You and Rick are my special Aunt and Uncle and I thank you for being there for me and for all your prayers. Love, Jennifer
Hi Jenny,
I am praying for your mom nightly!
I hope you are doing well too.
As for me, I am still struggling with my husband but I have found a TON of peace through God and Jesus. I keep telling myself too that Jesus forgave so much. I know I need to forgive my husband for a lot too to start healing.
Susan
Hi Jennifer,
I just stopped by to tell you that I am still praying for your mom.
Love,
Stephanie Adams
Dearest Jennifer
That was a beautiful post! You truly experienced a real live touch from the Savior.
This is only the second time that I've come to your mom's site and the first that I bounced over to yours. You have an amazing writing talent. Just like your mom.
I, too, am a writer and belong to the ACFW, so that's how I know of your mom. Never met her in person, but I've heard what a fabulous person she is. You are just a year younger than one of my daughters, so I can only imagine your up and down emotions while walking through this ordeal with your parents. Keep hanging onto God's hand.
One verse of scripture that meant so much to me when I went through a dark period in my life goes like this..."I am the Lord your God who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, 'Do not be afraid; I will help you.'" The exact location of that verse has left me right now, but anyway, I was in the throes of panic attacks when that verse came to me. I had a similar experience to yours of a complete "washing" of God's spirit over me as I recited this verse in bed.
It was like - yes! He is the Lord, my God! Why should I be afraid when the very God of the Universe is holding onto my right hand?!
I will check back later.
Oh, and Jennifer, thanks for sharing on your profile about your atheist husband. I'll be holding him up in prayer as well. You are a brave young woman. And God has some incredible things in store for you, I just feel it.
Hugs and Blessings,
Shar
Oh Shar, God bless you for commenting. What a beautiful scripture, I'm off to look it up. How encouraging are your words! Thank you and God bless! Jennifer
Stephanie, Thank you for your prayers! How awesome to know I have another sister in Christ from mommyzone praying for my mom!
Susan, May the peace of God wash all over you and drip off onto your husband Scott. I'm praying for him and girl, we are both going to see some miracles in our lives. I can just feel it.
Jennifer
Sweetest Jennifer, the verse I'm referring to comes from Isaiah 41. Depending upon which version/translation you read from, you will land upon the verse I mentioned earlier. This particular translation is called The New Living Translation, and the words are a little different but equally good. Verse 10 says, "Don't be afraid, for I am with you. Do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you. I will help you. I will uphold you with my righteous right hand."
Then down to verse 13 where it says, "I am holding you by your right hand--I, the Lord your God. And I say to you, "Do not be afraid. I am here to help you."
I remember when I was in a hard place in my life, suffering from some depression and a chronic panic disorder, there were times when I felt so out of control. I just needed God's steadying force in my life, and He never once let me down! Some nights (and this may sound silly), I slept with my right hand on top of the covers so that I could more easily envision Him holding it.
We serve a mighty, ever-present, all-powerful, in-control God! Oh, we question what He's doing, and sometimes plead and beg with Him to change His course, but we never need to fear or worry that what's happening to us comes as any big surprise to Him. He knows exactly what we need and when we need it. All we have to do is come to him as babies crawl to their daddies, and rest assured He'll pick us up and hold us for as long as we want to be held.
Sending hugs and prayers your way, sweetheart.
Shar
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