I remember being afraid to stand for long periods of time while growing up. If you grow up in a school system like mine, then this was almost impossible to avoid – morning assembly was at least an hour, that is, praying that the children behaved and followed directions given. We know that this rarely ever happened, not with 5-year-old students in the mix.
Now, you may ask, “Why the fear?” One reason – I would have episodes of loss of consciousness accompanied by seizures whenever I stood for lengthy periods. I would be standing one minute and the next find myself on the ground, the floor or lying on a bed, a bench or whatever was available at the time. The shame was profound.
I remember visiting several doctors, doing many tests to only hear, “We cant figure out why this is happening.” For several years I went from one doctor to the next who all told me the same thing. They said I had to be on medication for the rest of my life. Twice a day, every day, I took Phenobarbitone which didn’t totally keep the seizures at bay.
I couldn’t see myself continuing life this way, so on the morning of my 12th birthday, I woke up, took the packet of tablets, laid it on my bed and spoke to God like he was sitting right there on the bed. I told Him, “I am not going to take another tablet. You said if I ask I will receive, I have been asking for many years , now I am ready to receive my healing.” I proceeded to the washroom where I flushed every tablet that was in that packet into the toilet and walked out believing.
I went back to my room and starting thanking God for healing me. Each day nearing the time I usually took the medication I would just take some time to say Thank You Lord.
It is now almost 30 years since I took this step of faith. I have never had a seizure and never will again. In childlike faith I believed and was made whole. You too can be healed, only believe, not just confess, BELIEVE! Nothing is too big for my God.