"Precept must be upon precept, precept upon precept, line upon line, line upon line, here a little and there a little." Isaiah 28:10
"Precept must be upon precept, precept upon precept, line upon line, line upon line, here a little and there a little." Isaiah 28:10
An incident occurred when I was moving house. The moving van hit a little portico roof over my side door and it went flying across the drive and sliced off some of my scalp. I put my left arm up to ward off the blow and that broke the wrist. I never felt the fall; instead I felt wings slide under me protecting me from the fall. Within a minute I was on the phone to a practitioner and within 15 minutes off to Cox nursing facility where I was beautifully taken care of. The head wound healed seamlessly in spite of all the dramatic bleeding and I never felt any pain from it.
Not so with the broken wrist. It hurt terribly and got all swollen and itchy. I fidgeted with it for two full weeks, working with a practitioner the whole time but not breaking through the dream of something being wrong. Then 2 weeks to the day, I was sitting in my new living room working on papers when a sharp, excruciating pain shot through the hand and wrist. I'd never felt anything like that; it was unbearable.
Without thinking what I was doing, I jumped up, grabbed my Bible and opened it to the first chapter of Genesis. I started reading out loud as forcefully, vehemently as I knew how, with all the conviction I possessed. When I had finished the chapter, the pain was just as bad , so I started it all over again. I was about halfway through on the second reading when the little bones in the back of my hand literally started moving ( I could see them moving under the skin) and slipped into place in my wrist. The pain stopped instantly, the swelling began to go down, and I was healed. Two days later I was driving again.
I've often thought about what happened that day, talked with others about it and I've come to realize that I so claimed the spiritual truth about what I was, who I was, that the truth presented itself. There was no broken wrist, there never had been. I was whole with everything in its right place. I didn't think about claiming the truth, I just did it, the truth so beautifully expressed in Genesis chapter 1.