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He Touched Me

crossandsunset.jpgMaybe you do not believe in healing but for myself I am a positive believer in healing. I have seen it happen on more than one occasion in my lifetime with more than one of my loved ones.

In the summer of 2001 I experienced it first hand for myself. It was in the early evening that I started feeling like I couldn't breathe. It felt like someone was sticking a knife in my back . No matter what I did I could not get comfortable and it kept getting worse.

I didn't think I was having a heart attack because I wasn't feeling pain in my chest but it was in my back in the lower part of my rib cage. I was in severe pain and it was difficult to breathe. It felt like I could only take short breaths and with every breath the pain was getting worse.

My husband Ken had already went to bed because he had to work the next day. I was reluctant to wake him up. I guess I felt like it would pass and I didn't want to worry him over nothing. After about a half hour I started to get a little scared when the pain was not subsiding but continued to intensify.

I finally decided it wasn't going to go away and I knew I had to wake him up. It was difficult to tell him what was wrong. I felt like I didn't have enough air to get the words out. While Ken went to get the kids ready I was standing in the bathroom by the sink. I had a sharp pain that almost brought me to my knees. When this happened I cried out to God... "Lord help me!" I think this was the first time I had asked God for help with the pain. Not sure why it hadn't occurred to me to do it before now. But the moment I cried out to God the pain left. As our children entered our bedroom they asked me if I was ready to go to the hospital , I said "Go back to bed we are not going." In the moment I said this I knew in my heart that everything was going to be all right. I never had another pain or reoccurrence of it since then. I do not know what caused the pain, whether it was something to do with my heart or what. What I do know is that whatever it was, God healed me of it at the moment I cried out to him.