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Originally posted by William DeArteaga on Facebook.
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Kitchen sink healing:
As I reported elsewhere (Sharing, Sept issue), I had to readjust to praying by myself since my wife died several years ago. Before, whenever we had medical difficulty, as minor as a cold or as major as a failing kidney (my wife), we teamed up and prayed through to healing. Living as a widower makes things a bit more difficult.
A case in point is an incident that happened to me recently. I had been having neuropathy pains in my left foot for some months. Not very serious, and they would gradually fade as I went to sleep. But about two weeks ago I had a night when the pains were awful, and the next night the spasms of pain were worse.
I decided to aggressively pray it through. I sat up in bed and crossed my left leg over my right one. I then addressed the toe area forcefully and repeatedly said, “By his strips I am healed.” I also held the front of the foot with my right hand and mentally prayed that the light of Jesus would banish the neuropathy. I kept that going for perhaps twenty minutes, with little effect. I then began addressing the afflicted area directly, “Neuropathy, be gone in Jesus’ name!” I hobbled up to my dresser and retrieved a bottle of healing oil and applied it to the area in pain and continued a routine of saying “By His stripes I am healed,” alternating with commanding the foot to be healed and “respond to the pattern of Jesus Christ.” I also said out loud repeatedly, “Jehovah Rapha is my healer.”
I kept this cycle of praying, claiming the promise of healing, laying on of hands, for about three hours, and began to doze off. I woke up about 9:30 the next morning with only a hint of pain. That night the neuropathy came back in a much milder form. I began the “kitchen sink” cycle again, claiming, laying on of hands, anointing, addressing the foot, and repeatedly adding, “Satan, you are a liar; I am healed by His stripes! Pain be gone in Jesus’ name.” After about ½ hour, the pain mostly disappeared, and I went to sleep. It has not returned since.
I would have liked having Carolyn next to me again in this incident, and I suppose she was praying for me in heaven, but it turned out OK, and to God be the glory.
