“When they are sick, lying upon their bed of suffering, God will restore them. He will raise them up again and restore them back to health. So in my sickness I say to you, “Lord, be my kind healer. Heal my body and soul; heal me, God! For I have confessed my sins to you.”” (‭‭Psalms‬ ‭41‬:‭3‬-‭4‬ ‭TPT‬‬)

My life is a reflection of the Father’s love and promises. His word is truth, for those who will believe. For, I cried out to the Father; heal me oh Lord, and show me your mercy unto me in my sickness.

He told me, to show the world, my faith, for in that, lies the answer to my healing. Healing was available to me, before my disease existed. I chose to believe, that His promises were true.

I have faced many struggles in my life, and He delivered me from them all. I have been raised up to give hope to those, who are without hope, to declare the possible to the impossible, and to be a miracle to release miracles unto them who will believe.

What are you facing today; struggles, wars, negative reports, or a spirit of lack? Today, right now, give thanks unto the Father, that the breath in your lungs, declares the opportunity of turn-around. This is not the end of your story, for the Father is still writing your story, for Him to receive glory. His promises are yes and amen!