Normally, I do not share my personal life on social media. But this is an exception, and praise for victory. Tuesday, July 16th, after coming from the doctor’s office, I stopped at Walgreen in East Orange. It was a little past 1:30 PM. I bent down to look at some thank you cards. When I started to get up, my left leg went out. I couldn’t walk nor stand on it. I’ve been experiencing some pain in my lower left side of my back for several months. And it moves to my leg or the right side, and arms and even my chest. Because of no medical insurance, I could not go to the doctor. But prayers had gone out for me, and eventually, the pain had ceased. However, during June, it had come more often. July, the Lord blessed me with a medical plan. Upon going to the doctor, the week before, she had said it might be Arthritis. I listen to her diagnosis, but I won’t claim it.
I could get the attention of a clerk, and she sent over another clerk. I asked her to help me go sit down, another man, sales clerk brought me a chair. I prayed in my prayer language and sang praises unto the Lord. I knew I needed help, so I phoned Dr. Altamese Harris and requested her to pray. And she did. While she looked into getting someone to me, I awaited her call. In the meantime, people came in the aisle where I was, and the only one asked if I was Ok.
Within minutes, Dr. Harris called again. She contacted her ex-son-in-law, Bruce, a firefighter. He arrived within no time with his partner. I explained my situation. He called the EMS, and they took me to the EO Emergency Room. The attendants, Christopher and Andrew were professional and polite. They even made me laugh. During the ride there, again, I prayed and sang songs. Once at the ER, they assigned me the best Nurse ever. His name was T.T. He took my blood pressure, which; had dropped to 90 over something. But he was a Jewel. From administering me medication, which had absolutely no effect, to making me feel comfortable; he was very reassuring, patient, and kind. He was even pleasant to the patient in the other room. I give him the Nurse of the day and week award. He deserves the Nurse of the Year award. I spoke to him about how nursing is a ministry, and I could perceive how much he loves his job.
At one point, I texted several prayer warriors. The doctor came and asked questions. He placed an order for an X-ray. Sometime later, someone took me to the lab. The technician was careful not to cause me any more pain than I was experiencing. Later, the doctor confirmed arthritis. During all this time, even while in the ambulance, I remained cheerful and filled with enthusiasm. I kept boasting about being healed. T. T had even mentioned about a message on my purse, which is Luke 1:37. "For with God nothing [is or ever] shall be impossible.” Even Debbie Robinson, the lady in charge of patient care was warm and friendly. They discharged me from the ER at 5:36 PM.
As I think back about this, I thought about an incident on the day before this event. As I was walking to the bus stop, I saw an elderly man in a wheelchair. This was not the electrical one. It was the type you use your feet to move. I watched as he slowly moved one foot at a time. I also noticed others passing him by, and no one asked to help him. I called out; “Sir! Sirs! … Do you need someone to push you across the street?” And he replied; yes? So, I did it to him. And I thought to myself as I walked back to the bus stop, this is how I would want someone to treat me. I thought about how the one young lady took the time to see how I was. God shall bless her abundantly. I am disturbed in my spirit because the world has become so cold and callous. I know we have to be careful because some use pretense to take advantage of you. But I know that because my heart is in sync with God’s, He will allow no one to harm or swindle me. So, I helped that man. Sometimes, we merely have to have faith and know God takes our good intentions and makes into an extraordinary blessing for someone. Therefore, the next time you see someone in need, treat them better than how you want to be treated. Be compassionate, sensitive, and thoughtful.
Regarding arthritis, it’s an intrusion and invasion. And it’s not welcome in my body. I don’t accept the diagnosis. Most people speak of their diagnosis and symptoms as it’s their blessing. They say: my arthritis is acting up as if Arthur is their friend. The arthritis isn’t my friend, and it’s got to go. Your words have creative power. And when you speak of any illness as your personal belonging, it attaches itself to your heart, mind, and spirit. I’m not saying to be in denial. I'm not in denial. But I didn’t summon arthritis and grant it permission to enter my body. And I didn’t open the door and invite it to come in and plague me with pain, discomfort, infesting my limbs and bones. Therefore, it won’t have any reign. And I know this is not from God. This is not because I have sinned, either. Nor is it payback for hurting someone because I know how I treat people. So, it’s from the enemy. And he can’t invade my body. The Holy Spirit lives in me, and where He is, sickness and disease can’t abide. This includes arthritis. Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty [emancipation from bondage, true freedom]. (Corinthians 3:7, AMP).
Though the pain was severe, I don’t go by what I feel nor the report of the doctor. By God’s stripes, I am healed. (Isaiah 53:5). Because I couldn’t walk, they gave me crutches. I will keep praying and proclaiming healing, wholeness, and victory. By Wednesday, I could stand on my leg. And the pain had decreased. At a service Thursday evening, I bent down merely to prove to the devil he is a defeated foe. I could get back up with no pain. And I can walk with just one crutch. As of today, July 19th; I can walk better without the crutches for a short period. Though I still can't totally stretch my left leg, I’m experiencing less pain. I tell people, I’m a praise and worship dancer, and I need my arms and legs to be mobile and functional. Also, I am a Prayer Warrior. I love going to the park and walking the trail while praying with my flags for about 30 minutes. Crutches are a hindrance. And this is a temporary set back for a set-up. Nothing the enemy does will prevent me from dancing for the Lord. The devil is a liar. He comes to steal, kill, and destroy, but God came to give life more abundantly. The thief comes only in order to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have and enjoy life, and have it in abundance [to the full, till it overflows]. (John 10:10).
So, Beloved no matter what your diagnosis may be, speak God’s Word, walk by faith, tell the devil to shut up and go back to the pit from where he came from. I can’t wait to get in church and run because it’s a done deal. I want to throw the crutches, but I won’t because I don’t want to hit anyone. Despite how terrible the circumstances, I pray this praise report encourages you to trust God no matter what and leave the outcome to Him. Thanks, everyone for the prayers, text messages, and phone calls. Your thoughtfulness stirred my heart. God, bless each immensely. No weapon formed against me shall prosper. The giant inside of me is greater than arthritis and any disease. I am victorious!
Enjoy the musical selection; In Jesus Name by Darlene Zschech
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