Healing in His Wings

But unto you that fear my name shall the Sun of righteousness arise with healing in his wings;  Malachi 4:2a

I know the enemy does not want me to proclaim this. I was initially going to post it on Facebook. Two words into it, my browser went down. Reboot accomplished. Then doubts began to creep into my mind. "Oh no you don't! You're not stealing God's glory, satan!" (I refuse to capitalize his name, for those of you that noticed.)

Jesus still heals, my friends!

On Monday, I mentioned in a Facebook post that I was still processing all God had done on Sunday. I had life-altering emotional healing but now, four days later, I am declaring and sharing physical healing as well. 

I knew something was different when we walked out of church Sunday night. I felt great! I hadn't eaten anything since 12 Noon and it was after 9 p.m. No diabetic symptoms whatsoever. Normally I would have been in trouble. And I usually carry a Mojo Mountain Mix bar for just such occasions. My purse was empty of any emergency provisions. But, like I said, I felt great! (No worries, we did grab a bite on the way home.)

I've noticed throughout the week that my blood glucose levels have been amazing. If anything, I needed to work to keep them high enough. So I cut my dosage of Metformin in half. All was well. Now I've eliminated it entirely.

Don't panic, my medical friends out there! I am not irresponsible. I have my doctor's blessing. I've even done some "testing". My numbers are rock solid no matter what I eat (and last night I ate a caramel roll!). 

But he was wounded for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities; upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with his stripes we are healed. Isaiah 53:5 ESV

I am living proof of this scripture, this prophecy of what Jesus would do on our behalf. 

Type 2 diabetes - healed!!!! Thank you, Jesus! Yes, by His stripes, I AM healed! And on Easter Sunday no less! Hallelujah! WooHoo!

And that's not all! For those of you that read my blog posts, you know I joined Weight Watchers online in mid January. I've lost slowly and steadily but I confess I had gotten pretty fed up with the whole dieting thing over the last couple of weeks. 

I slacked off on tracking what I was eating. I kept a mental tally but you know how that goes. So, yes, there was rebellion on my part. Not completely going off the rails, I admit to taking a side track here and there. My numbers were all over the map last week. This week was a totally different story...thanks to Jesus' healing!

Back to what I was about to tell you. Thursday is my weigh-in day. Albeit reluctant, I got the scales out this morning. I set them down on my weigh-in spot (in this old farm house, finding level floor is a challenge!). I stepped on hoping for good news. Oh please!

Could it be? Yes! Down 2.4 pounds! The biggest weekly loss since I started. The number that had been taunting me for weeks is finally in the rear view mirror. Happy dance!!

Hope restored! Excitement rekindled! Thank you, Jesus! To God be the glory!

I think I'll go for a walk. (Insert happy face here!)



Jesus' words: "Truly, truly, I say to you, whoever believes in me will also do the works that I do; and greater works than these will he do, because I am going to the Father. Whatever you ask in my name, this I will do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son." John 14:12 & 13 ESV