Jen’s Gem: Speak life over your life!

I am blessed with good health. Great health actually. I don’t have any of the common ailments of women my age. I take no medications regularly. My annual physicals are boring. My doctor’s only advice is to keep my weight down. Little does he know how monumental a task this is!

Last Sunday, I was fasting in preparation for a medical procedure. While the day began well, its ending was anything but. A migraine kicked in about mid-day and by evening I thought my skull would split. Throughout the ordeal, all I could mutter was “Jesus, help me.”

By 3:00 a.m., the headache began to dissipate. By 6:00 a.m., I felt better. At 6:30 p.m., I was sitting in Bible college class. Then on Wednesday afternoon, I began to experience flu-like symptoms. My mind went south as you can imagine.

As I laid on my couch, I mentally contact traced my interactions over the previous few days. Not able to identify any potential “hits,” I decided that perhaps I just needed to take a break. Within minutes, I asked myself – “What are you doing? Why are you laying here helpless just “waiting” to feel better? Why are you accepting this? You know what you need to do! Do it!”

The “it” that I needed to do was to pray. To speak the Word of God over my body and declare that I was healed in Jesus name. The same words I spoke on Sunday night to relieve a migraine needed to be put into action again. I texted a friend and asked her to pray with me as Jesus said to do in Matthew:

“Again I say to you that if two of you agree on earth concerning anything that they ask, it will be done for them by My Father in heaven. (Matthew 18:19 NKJV)

“I am healed and whole in Jesus name. No weapon formed against me will prosper.” These declarations and more along with me thanking God for my good health flew out of my mouth faster than lightning. Within minutes I felt better, yet I continued to lay on my couch, thinking I needed to rest. What???

It took a moment or two for me to figure out that I was healed. Yeah. I know. Crazy. It took me doing a ‘body scan’ to realize that I was fine. I literally said to myself, “Why are you still on this couch? You feel better!” I got up, put on my makeup, and prepared for a client Zoom call.

In Bible college, we are studying healing. We are learning that it is God’s will for everyone to be healed. Everyone. God doesn’t make you sick. He doesn’t put disease on you. He doesn’t try to teach you a lesson by giving you some ailment. (Want to know who’s making you sick? See below.)

“The thief does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy. I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly.” (John 10:10 NKJV)

Good health (and so much more) is a promise from God. A promise that His children get to claim as our own. How? By speaking it.

With my two health hiccups this week, that’s what I did. I knew in my guts that these were not from God. I knew that as a believer, I could take hold of what God’s Word says about healing. I knew that even if I couldn’t remember one Scripture, I could simply say, “Jesus help me” and healing would be mine.

In those moments when I was laying on the couch, I was tempted to fall back into old patterns. To just lay there and “accept” my circumstances, to wait them out. By the grace of God – or more like a smack upside my head from God – He reminded me that I am not to wait it out. I’m to pray it out! I’m to speak it out!

God’s Word doesn’t do me any good if it sits in a book on my table.  God’s Word is voice activated as my pastor always says. God gave us a voice. He gave us His Words to declare over our lives. We can speak life or we can speak death as it says in Proverbs 18:21:

“Death and life are in the power of the tongue, And those who love it will eat its fruit.” (NKJV)

This week, I encourage you to get off your couch and speak life over your life. Speak God’s Words. Declare God’s promises. If you don’t know what they are, just say “Jesus” – the name above all names. Jesus. That Name has every one of God’s promises built right in.

Jesus. It’s a complete sentence.