Healing 101

This is a message with practical advice for those interested in learning to operate in divine healing.

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Relationship
In my experience and in what I've learned from those who have successfully ministered healing over dacades, a common message comes forth: To operate successfully in divine healing it's imperative to establish a strong, active relationship with the Holy Spirit. All of what we do must be led and powered by the Holy Spirit. As we minister healing to others, we're not primarily about healing. We're ambassadors of heaven facilitating new relationships with those who may not know God. If we don't know His ways, we can't share Him with the world. Establishing and maintaining the relationship is the first order of business. The authority to heal comes from Jesus. He gave his disciples authority over all the power of the enemy (Luke 10:19). If you're not His disciple yet, become one. Ask Him to come into your life and the Holy Spirit will come and reside in you. You will have the power and authority to heal the sick and raise the dead.

My first bit of advice to those who desire to heal is to to get rid of daily distractions and seek the face of God in solitude. Unplug your television for six months and use that time to rest in God's presence. Sing, worship, pray, let God show you visions, do some fasting, have dreams and get acquainted with God in ways you haven't before. As your relationship with God grows so will your anointing for healing.

My second bit of advice comes from a friend (Brian Fenimore) whose been in healing for decades. Don't ever try to heal while remaining detached from the presence of the Holy Spirit. You can heal the sick on faith alone. Many people do it. But what they end up doing is building a kingdom for themselves and eventually their ministry collapses. After a successful run, they find that people aren't being healed and they wonder what happened. Always invite the Holy Spirit to participate and lead the encounter and do with the person what He wants done. Ministry with the Holy Spirit is a dance. He leads, we follow.

Faith To Heal
Healing comes through faith. It's that simple. Children can be used as healers because they haven't been poisoned with doubt. Replacing doubt with faith is critical to healing. As my faith has grown, the frequency of miracles increased.

Reading Scripture
When I began in healing, I found every passage in the New Testament that had to do with healing and I studied and memorized it. Then I went through the Old Testament. Reading scripture passages about healing is a faith building experience. Study, study, study. Then rest in the Holy Spirit and let Him apply it to your spirit.

Learn From Others
Many people have done healing before you. They all have lessons you can learn from. If you know people who operate in healing, go with them when they minister. If healing is happening at a certain place make a point to be there and witness it firsthand. If you need healing, find someone to do it. My own healing made a profound imact in my faith to heal others. Read books, watch videos - especially testimonies of healing and instruction. Many people who operate in healing have mp3 and podcasts you can listen to. Devour all you can stomach, then rest in the Holy Spirit and let Him sort it out.

You'll find many different methods of healing out there. All of them work - but none are foolproof. I saw an approach I liked so I borrowed it, then adapted it to fit my personality. It works for me. Don't get hung up on following a certain method. Develop your own, as I did. In fact, you might consider using different methods at different times. Jesus used a different method nearly every time, probably to confound those who think one method is best.

A word of caution: if anyone claims to have figured it all out and they tell you not to bother studying from anyone else but them - beware. They have an agenda you don't want to be under. Don't be impressed by their numbers. Most people in healing have decent success, but nobody has 100% success.

Assessment
This is something I do as a medical practitioner, but it's also helpful in healing. I ask questions of the person before I begin:

1) Ask about the onset of symptoms - when and how it happened.

2) Ask about severity of pain on a one to ten scale. This is very helpful in evaluating the progress of healing. If the pain was 8/10 at the start and a few minutes later it's 5/10, you're making progress.

3) Ask about limitations in activity or range of motion.

4) Ask how long they've had the symptoms.

5) Ask about treatment they've had. Antibiotics damge the immune system, so commanding the immune system to be healed may be in order. Radiation and chemotherapy also damage the body. You may need to command that damage to be healed.

Don't be discouraged by what you hear. It's just information so that when they are healed, you know what they were healed from.

Just Do It
Healing doesn't happen unless you get started. Lay hands on anyone who will let you. Friends, family, co-workers and strangers. When I order food at a restaurant or coffee shop they usually ask, "Is that all you need today?" I reply, "That's it.... unless you know someone who needs healing." I often find people with headaches or other things to heal. When I'm shopping I look for canes, casts, immobilers, splints, wheelchairs and people hobbling along in obvious pain. These folks are usually open to healing. Introduce yourself, build some trust and ask if you can help them through healing. If they say no, bless them and keep going.

Don't beg or plead with God to heal anyone. This may be the most common mistake people make. God has already given us authority over sickness disease and injury. It's in our covenant. It's an eternal promise. Command sickness, disease, inflammation, pain, darkness, depression, or unclean spirits to leave. Command organs, blood vessels, nerves, ligaments, tendons, bones and other things to be healed.

Persistence Pays Off
Don't be discouraged if nothing happens the first time you pray. Do it again.
Don't be discouraged if nothing happens after a second time. Do it again.
Don't give up if nothing happens after a third time. Do it again.

Most of the healing I've seen has come after 4 or 5 sessions of commanding the healing to happen. Be persistent. Don't quit. The second most common mistake in healing is giving up too soon. If you see any change in symptoms or severity of pain after 3 or 4 times, keep going. You're making progress. If you move it at all, you can eventually get it to go away completely.

Healing's Limitations
Healing is not the final answer to life's problems or issues and it's irrelevant to healthy people. When you find yourself surrounded by a crowd of people with no healing needs and healing is your only weapon - you have nothing to give them. Spend a few months in a college dorm and see how your healing ministry goes. Personally, I love the prophetic life. It's a gift that can be used in any situation with anyone. Dream interpretation is another great tool to have in your arsenal. Consider other gifts God might want to use in your life. Remember my advice on building your relationship with the Holy Spirit? If you're tuned in to what He's saying, you'll know which gift He wants to use and how He wants to do it.

Love and Compassion
If we heal out of any other reason than love and compassion, we gain nothing for ourselves, the kingdom or those we heal. I'll be blunt; there are many people in healing today who are doing it for questionable reasons. For some it's turned into a game of numbers - "How many people can I get healed today?" For others it's about making a name for themselves. Some are out to make a living off it, seeing it as a step toward full time ministry. Some do it to write books about healing or produce media to sell. God will heal the sick through people who have less than pure motives. Ask yourself if you'd like to be one of those people. Jesus healed out of love and compassion. My advice is to follow His example in everything you do.

Emergency Room Healing

I was on duty at a fire station the morning the twin towers were destroyed and the fire community lost friends and family. I'll never forget the incredible pain and heartbreak I went through as the men and women of our department gathered around the television and watched the tragedy unfold. This post is dedicated to the memory of them with a hope for healing and a better tomorrow.

When we're in pain, many of us go to a hospital for treatment. But we all know someone who still has chronic pain even after being treated by a doctor. Given that healing is supposed to be our job as medical providers, I'm puzzled at how many nurses and doctors live with chronic pain. This story is about four such people, all of them nurses, who were delivered from their afflictions on the same weekend.

I was working last weekend, which happened to be Labor Day weekend. On four consecutive days I had the opportunity to touch four different people who labor hard comforting the sick and who suffer from their own aches and pains.

On Friday, while picking up a patient at one of the area hospitals, I ran into a friend in the ER hallway. Kelly (not her real name) is the kind of nurse that paramedics naturally like; a competent nurse with a cheerful disposition and a wicked sense of humor. I’ve known her for years and always enjoyed her compay. When she was diagnosed with cancer, I got to know her a little better.

She went through the usual regimen of chemo and radiation with a smile, which is hard to do. Cancer treatment can be brutal. She’s a survivor and a living testimony to the advances in medicine. We were talking in the ER hallway, when she asked what I was up to. I shared with her some of the healing miracles I’ve seen lately. She told me she has plantar fasciitis in both feet and lives with constant pain. She asked if I would pray for her feet to be healed.

I knelt down on the floor and place my hands on her feet and commanded them to be healed. A minute later she said all the pain was gone and she was rejoicing - rather loudly. She yelled out, “How did you do that?” I told her I cheated. “It was God and He loves you very much.” We talked for a few minutes. I gave her some tips on how to keep her healing but I had a patient to see. So we hugged and went back to work.

The next day I was back at the same hospital. I asked a nurse if Kelly was around.

“She’s not here today, she’s on call. Can I leave a message for her?” I told her I was there to see how Kelly’s feet were doing. When I mentioned that she was healed of plantar fasciitis she asked me to repeat what I just said. I told her again that Kelly’s feet were healed. Her mouth dropped open. “Will you pray for my feet, too? I have plantar fasciitis in both feet.”

(God perfected the wicked sense of humor)

I asked her how bad the pain was and how long she’d had it then knelt on the floor and placed my hands on her feet.

She said in a surprised tone, “Are you going to pray for me right now?"

(She thought I would go home and pray for her later)

I jokingly asked, “Do you want to be healed right now?” She said yes, so I commanded her feet to be healed. A minute later she was jumping up and down with tears streaming down her face. “I can’t believe it, this is a miracle!!” I informed her, “You just got healed by a Jewish carpenter who died 2000 years ago."

She was overwhelmed with gratitude. Tears of joy ran down her face. We talked about God’s love for her. I gave her a short lesson on how to keep her healing and told her if the pain comes back, not to accept it, but to rebuke it and command it to leave.

On Sunday, I was back in the same emergency room picking up another patient. I was telling the charge nurse, who is also a long time friend about the miracles. She said, "you know, it's funny, but I'm having pain in my foot. It just started a few days ago." She's been training for months to run a half marathon. I asked if she wanted me to pray for her foot. She said, "I'd love it." So I took her foot in my hands and commanded it to be healed. She hugged me and said thanks. We both went back to our labors.

On Monday, I had a fourth opportunity. I was in a different hospital, talking with the staff while waiting for a patient I'd be transporting. Due to paperwork and other issues we often arrive before the patient is ready to go. I asked one of them if she was a swimmer in college. (She had big shoulders and biceps like a competitive swimmer)

She said, "No, but it's funny you asked, because I was thinking about swimming today. I can't go to the gym anymore and I want to keep in shape" When I asked why she wasn't going to the gym, she said she'd broken the 5th metatarsal bone in both of her feet.

This had to be a setup....

I softly repeated, "broken bones in both feet?"

She shot me an inquisitive grin. "Yeah, why?"

I got up and motioned for her to follow me. I walked down the hallway away from the nurse's desk. When we were far enough away, so that no one else could hear, I explained what happened earlier this weekend. "You can certainly pray for my feet," she said.

So I did.

Very quietly.

I tried to appear as if I was merely looking at her feet. I'm not sure she was even paying attention as I whispered the commands for healing. After a few minutes I left and she went back to the nurse's station. I met my partner by our patient's room. We loaded her on the gurney. He saw what I was up to and asked, "Did she get healed?" I told him I didn't know.

As we were preparing to leave, she came over to us. "By the way, I wanted to thank you - my feet feel wonderful." She smiled and left.

I got into medicine in 1982 so I could help heal the sick and injured. 28 years later that dream is finally coming true.

I'm not really special or gifted. I just stepped out of my comfort zone and miracles met me there. If you're not seeing the miraculous, begin today as I did. One person and one miracle at a time.

IHOP Coming To The United Kingdom

For ten days at the end of October and the beginning of November, Wes Hall, Cory Asbury, Laura Hackett, and a team of musicians, singers, and students from the International House of Prayer of Kansas City will be in the UK to encourage the Body of Christ there.

Bay Of Holy Spirit Revival 2

This is an update on the outpouring of the Holy Spirit taking place in Mobile Alabama. For more information and live steam webcast, go here.

5 Year Old Heals The Sick

Child-like faith is a great asset in ministry. This boy was taught to pray for others at a young age. God has blessed many people through him including several people who have been healed.

The Average Christian

I first met Pete Cabrera through Facebook. I'm honored to call him a friend. Although I haven't met him in person, I feel like I've always known him. Once you see his videos you see his heart openly displayed before the world. He's that transparent. He's putting together a DVD teaching video for those who want to learn how to heal the sick. It's not for sale - it's free. (Yes, I said free)

To contact Pete on Facebook go here: http://www.facebook.com/petecabrerajr

Here is Pete's e-mail: schoolofauthority@yahoo.com

Here's the trailer for his upcoming video set:

Walmart Healing

On the trip my wife and I took to celebrate our anniversary, we saw people healed every day. On the first morning of the vacation, we stopped at Walmart to pick up a power cord for my cell phone. To no one's surprise, we found someone who needed healing. Walmart seems to be a sanctuary for people with physical problems. You can always find someone wearing an immobilizer, a cast, walking with a cane or in a wheelchair. I have to confess, I've started looking for people with disabilities everywhere I go. Now that I'm actually seeing people healed, it's become an obsession.

This morning we found a couple in their 60's hobbling through the store in obvious pain. The gentleman was using his wife's cane to walk.

I love my wife's patience with me. Like a toddler with a new toy, I asked if I could pray for them. She said yes. I introduced myself, gave them a short explanation of street healing, asked if we could pray for them and asked some questions about their medical conditions. He had a logging accident years ago leaving him in constant pain and with partial paralysis from nerve damage. She had varying degrees of pain and numbness in her feet from neuropathy, although she was happy to report she'd survived several episodes of cancer.

The gentleman reported pain in his back and legs at a level of 5 out of 10. We commanded pain to leave and for nerve, tendon, ligament and muscle damage to be repaired. After several minutes of prayer he reported no pain anywhere in his body. We prayed for his wife and within a few minutes she also felt nearly complete relief of symptoms. They wanted our names and e-mail address, so we exchanged information, prayed a blessing over their finances and relationships and went our separate ways.

We found a power cord for my cell phone. But I wouldn't have cared if we didn't. I left the store overjoyed that I have a friend like Jesus who heals just about everyone I touch. His power is more than enough for me.

Back Healed in Little Five

This is how easy it is to heal people when faith is at work with the power of Jesus.

Healing Down Under

I asked a Facebook friend, from Australia, Jessie Campbell, to e-mail me a few interesting healing stories. This is what I received. God never ceases to amaze me:

Today, I felt like God was finally out of the box. It wasn't me being let out of the box, it was HIM. When a need was observed He was drawn and fulfilled it. As they say in Oz: "Too easy!"

So in the middle of homeschool (which had turned into a lesson on forgiveness and love) we got a call from someone I didn't know. She said she was a friend of the man who we prayed for and had woke within a few hours from the coma and could I pray for her niece who could not absorb any nutrients into her body since the chemo for the leukemia. I asked if they wanted me to come and she said yes and gave me a few details of what floor of the hospital her niece was on. We stopped our discussion and Skinny Man and I left for the 1 1/2 hr drive. We prayed in tongues together on the way and prayed for the young woman. When we arrived in the city and parked, a man was walking towards us with an injured arm in a cast like contraption. I asked what happened and saw his hand was severely cut. I asked to pray and he said no, but I found myself touching his hand anyway and praying over the stitches and lacerations and could feel how new it was (as if I could feel the restoration process that the body was involved with). It seems I have lost the social etiquette when it comes to healing. Go Holy Spirit! LOL!

Then we entered the hospital and had to find reception and the lady behind the counter was shaking her head in frustration after she gave the man she was speaking to directions. I asked if she was having a bad day and took her hand and prayed for God's blessing on the rest of her day. Then up the elevator. We could have stood in front of the elevator and prayed all day. Anyway we arrive on the 7th floor and the young woman wasn't there but there were 3 other beds with patients being attended to. We were directed where she was across the street in the church lawns. I found the group and asked if she was there. Her mother pointed to where she was. (As they were all strangers; but not for long)

The mother thought I was a psychic or something when I mentioned I was there to pray for her daughter. I told her it was Jesus, and that her relative had called me and she was happily surprised. So I joined the young woman on the grass and told her I had come to pray for her. She had such tender brown eyes and looked more like a small defenseless child than an adult. I laid hands and commanded and she could feel the heat in her hands ( I had her lay her hands on her bowels with my hands on top). God gave me a WOK (word of knowledge) that her heart had been broken and I asked her and she nodded yes and I prayed for that too. He gave me another WOK that she believed she was going to die and I bound and crushed that. The Father poured His love upon her and I left. As I ran into her mother a few minutes later, I asked if I could pray for her, but she said no and asked if He heals broken hearts. I said yes but she refused prayer. So as I kept running into her on the 7th floor, she told me she had just spoken to her daughter and she had told her mom that she wasn’t going to let this defeat her, she was going to fight. So God put the fight back into her.

I had brought the last sheet of gold paper with me and envelopes but had forgotten the love letter that the Holy Spirit had dictated and SkinnyMan suggested I ask God again and He would write her another one or remind me of the last one. Out of the mouth of babes…..So I sat near the mother and wrote carefully His letter much of it was what I remembered but some was just for her. I cried as I read it back. I folded it and enclosed it in the envelope and wrote For You Happy Valentine’s Day and gave it to her. She thanked me but looked downcast as if how is this going to help. I told her to read it as it was from Him. I saw her one more time near the elevators and she said Thank you (I believe she had red it). I touched her and said goodbye.

One of the young woman's relatives, a teen aged boy was standing nearby in the church garden and I said hello and noticed he had a bandage on his hand. I asked what happened and he told me with an embarrassed look that he had had a fight and had severed some tendons. I looked at him and said God will heal that no matter how you got it. I said let’s pray for that and asked for his hand. I prayed the first time and he had improvement. I prayed again and it was better. I told him let’s get 100% that’s what Jesus wants and when I stopped he said it was good. I laughed and asked if that was because he wanted to get rid of me and he said no, it’s good and started talking to his mate, laughing, in unbelief because he could barely move it before and now he was bending it and flexing it. I touched both their faces and said Jesus made you and He loves you and cautioned the young man who just got healed to take care of that hand.

From there we exited the hospital and found a man sitting on the stairs with a crutch. I asked him what happened and he told me a detailed story of how he contracted Hepatitis B. I asked to pray and when I laid hands on him, I could feel the presence of God enter in. He had a peace that was already his but the Lord filled him up. He said he was a Christian although he was not living as such and I was so glad I didn’t need to moralise his situation and correct him but simply minister the healing that was already his.

Next we went to the Christian Bookstore that was nearby and the young woman behind the café counter took our order. When she came to the table I asked if she needed any prayer and she said there were a couple of issues and that she was going to China and needed finances for missions work. I prayed and she felt the presence of God (and was hot and shaking slightly). She left and came back out later and started talking again and said she had never asked this before but wanted a husband. So I laid hands and prayed and God gave me such a precious word for her. We hugged and said good-bye again. Then as SkinnyMan and I opened our Scripture cookies (like fortune cookies only true), I felt the Holy Spirit prompt me to pray for her protection. We went back inside the café and I asked if she had had any prayer for protection for this missions trip; she said she hadn’t and this is where the real fun began. I prayed for her to be hid in Christ in China and for her ministry to be protected. After I finished she said when she was complaining to the Lord about her lack of knowledge and understanding about what to do in China, He kept telling her she knew what to do and she said “well how?” He reminded her she knew how to be undercover. This is when she told me she was a “born Muslim” from Malaysia and had to hide her faith for 20 years and detested doing so, as she wanted to proclaim Him. And now He was going to use that experience for her to set the captives free in China! How about that? ! Is He good, or is He good?! Just before SkinnyMan and I left, I went to purchase a lavender leather bound journal for her and wrote in her card to that she could write down the adventures of love she was embarking on with Him. She said "You shound't have." I told I didn't it was from Him!

Man, it was a good day!

IF THESE AREN'T WHAT YOU'RE LOOKING FOR...I'VE GOT HEAPS...
Shalom brother,
Jessie

Mobile Alabama Healing Miracle - Paralytic Walks

This miracle happened at the Bay of the Holy Spirit Revival in Mobile Alabama on August 27, 2010. Many have known Bishop Levy Knox and his wife Delia for years. Delia was injured in a car accident on Christmas Day, 1987, and was paralyzed from the waist down. She has had no use of her legs for 23 years. Until now. If you have never seen Jesus make the lame to walk... get ready.

Just a Little Drunk - But God Loves Him

My friend Pete Cabrera demonstrates before our eyes the love and healing power of God. Yes, God loves everyone, even those who get a little drunk. Listen closely, you might even hear the bones moving back into place.

Not Drunk as You Suppose

This story was previously shared on Facebook, in a shorter version.

My patient was a middle aged man who lived in a house that reeked of garbage, beer and cigarette smoke. This morning it had one more odor; partly digested blood. There's nothing I like better that the smell of blood that's been vomited after being in the stomach for a while. He got up around three AM and began drinking. A short while later he began vomiting blood. His medical history was significant for emphysema, liver failure and alcohol dependence. To make it worse, the alcohol had eroded either his esophagus or stomach, until blood vessels tore open and began to bleed. My new friend was a mess.

We loaded him in the ambulance and began transport. I tried to make small talk but he had a grumpy disposition and was in a lot of pain. Most of his comments were profanities. I really felt badly for him. I wanted to see God touch him in some way and maybe even heal him. In my spirit, I cried out for mercy and compassion.

But I spoke not a word of it.

During the trip to the hospital he shoots me a look of amazement and suddenly says, "I feel really %$#@ weird." I asked what he meant by "weird".

He said, "I feel really high, like I'm stoned. But I never do drugs and it's not the booze. This is really %$#@ weird!" As I watched, he began to giggle and smirk in the most amusing way. I dropped him off at the hospital without elaborating on what I'm sharing with you.

I'm a little embarrassed to discuss what I think happened to him.

I'm a recovering pharisee. This is my treatment program. After God knocked the atheist out of me, he had to deliver me from a religious mindset that was offended by people getting drunk in the spirit. I have to admit, I'm still a little uncomfortable at times. The night before all this transpired some of my more charismatic friends (OK, hooligans) came to my house and God proceeded to get us whacked in the Holy Ghost. People were laughing and falling on floor in the joy of the Lord. It was a great time and I'll always remember that night fondly. But when my patient began to get giddy and happy, I realized it was God giving him a dose of the new wine.

Where do I go with this and what does it mean?

I think it's safe to say that God loves everyone. Even mean old drunks. He loves us all and He wants us to be filled with life, health and joy. And He's willing to go to extreme measures to do it...even getting someone drunk in the spirit in the back of an ambulance.

The eternal One heard an unspoken plea that mercy and joy be extended to a miserable man. And He gladly granted the request.

That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.

(You might pray for him to be healed if you have a few minutes)