Friday, 03 February 2012
By Amy at Make Me a Mary
I wrote that post on healing, and wouldn’t you know the next morning I woke up sick as a dog with one of the worst migraines of my life.
Sometimes my headaches are spiritual. Sometimes those miracle drugs just don’t work.
When we talk about the way God moves and when our stories prove He’s real, the enemy doesn’t like it one bit.
The way he hates us is real. The battle raging around us is real.
So yesterday morning as I lay there holding my pounding head, I found it hard to pray because all I had the strength to do was just be sick. But I’ve learned when prayers won’t come, you can still speak His name.
Then I felt the Spirit cover me and pictured the battle raging—and I sensed my enemy going down.
And my headache faded—not gone for good for a few hours yet, but so much better and at least I could function.
The power in that Name? It’s as real as it gets.