“Mrs. Porter, you will have to return in two weeks, if the pain persists. This new medication I prescribed should help you, though," said Dr. Jensen, reassuringly.
“OK, thank you, Doctor,” Kathy replied, as she slowly descended from the examining table. “I do hope things get better.”
Kathy dressed and made her way back to the appointment desk. She realized this was the third time visiting Orthopedic and Joint Specialists of Mayview. “This better be the last time I have to come here,” she murmured under her breath.
“Here is your prescription and receipt, Mrs. Porter. Call back for your next appointment-- if things don’t get better,” said the receptionist, in a pleasant, but rehearsed, tone.
“Yes, I will. Thank you.”
Her primary care physician, Dr. Elliott, had recommended Jensen --- describing him as “excellent, with a wonderful bedside manner.” So, why not, Kathy thought. She had already been through three X-rays, two MRI’s, and three different pain meds. Relief HAD to come soon.
Driving home, Kathy remembered that she had been dealing with this sciatica for over eight months. Not really understanding why the pain down her right leg became worse, she still trusted God's healing power.
Nonetheless, she drove to work daily, 30 miles one way, never calling in sick. Kathy would gingerly exit her vehicle and walk slowly across the major thoroughfare to her workplace. Her gait had become remarkably slower, and she hesitated to let anyone at work know she was in pain. Thankfully, she had a desk job.
The medication helped, but so did prayer. She called one or two national prayer lines weekly and submitted online prayer requests, determined to receive her healing.
Yes, prayer was a mighty weapon in her arsenal. So was praise and worship. She wasn’t always that disciplined in her spirit, but had recently begun to declare, rather defiantly, “I am not going to be in this pain when my son graduates High School in two weeks. I will not go to his graduation in pain.”
But, despite encouragement from her family, Kathy grew weary. So many activities were curtailed. And despite her knowledge of prayer and what it could do, her attitude was getting worse. She tried hard not to ‘snap’ at her teenagers and her husband, but sleeping and working in constant pain affected her spirit. She hated taking the medication, and couldn’t take it during the day while working, anyway.
A couple of months ago, Kathy had registered for her church’s annual Women’s Conference. She heard that anointed ministers and leaders from across the country were attending. She believed this was her opportunity to truly apply God’s word and stand in faith.
As the conference approached, she told herself, “I am claiming my healing this weekend. I don’t care what the devil says”.
She also included scriptures in her prayers, such as, “...By Jesus’ stripes, I am healed, (Isa 53:5) and, no weapon formed against me will prosper,” (Isaiah 54:17).
Dr. Jensen suggested, during the last office visit, to take a cautionary step by making an appointment at the University's pain management institute. The waiting list was long. Kathy called, reluctantly, receiving an appointment in late June.
Well, on the first day of the conference, a week before graduation, one of the speakers asked for all women, who desired physical healing, to come to the altar. Kathy eagerly approached, believing by faith for a complete and total healing.
She stood, with her hands lifted and eyes closed, as the speaker led the prayer. Ministers laid hands and prayed. She then heard an unfamiliar voice praying with fervency, power and great authority, at her side. The Holy Spirit had taken over, and the glory of God was everywhere.
Noticing a slight improvement in the coming days, she continued to stand on God's word. Then, guess what happened? On her son's graduation day, Kathy awoke with no pain, whatsoever, and decided to forgo the medicine that day. Graduation was spectacular and memorable.
The next day, some pain was present, but began dissipating. In the days to follow, all pain was gone --- from the lower back, to the hip, down the leg. Hallelujah! Kathy was almost afraid to declare how good she felt.
She canceled all future doctor's appointments. No need for them now. That was seven years ago. Jesus declared, “...Woman, thou art loosed...” (Luke 13:12).
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