Healing

My teeth are out of order. Braces seemed to be the only option. Dentists said it'd take at least 5 years. My famliy can't pay for those expensive braces. I don't want the pain of braces.

So I began to pray. For years I'd prayed. Nothing but prophesies and promises. Don't get me wrong, promises and prophesies are awesome, but my healing wasn't yet complete so my prayer didn't stop.

Finally, my friend's mom, Jo McGuffin, told me of an out reach my church had put together called the Healing rooms. I wasn't sure what they were and had heard of 'em but didn't they were for me. I was wrong. Dead wrong.

When I went I got prayed for by three people. One man I knew and two women I didn't. As they prayed the Holy Spirit gsve them visions and words of comfort. I learned that the Holy Spirit was doing work in my mouth. Not just to rearrange my teeth but to write songs. I've written a couple already and I'm really loving how the Holy Spirit inspires the lyrics. They also told me that I'd feel pain. My gums are becoming soft and moldable which also means very sensitive. I'm happy to report that I've been feeling slight pain since the thanksgiving break, but yesterday I felt it contstantly, and still do today!

"...by his wounds you have been healed."
-1 Peter 2:24