Say To The Mountain
Writer Author Jean Madigan
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Itchy sores appeared on my hands, and I got eczema on my arms and legs. I felt like creepy things were digging into my skin like our Arizona scorpions dig into the sand. The itching was more than I could take, and it occupied my mind twenty-four hours a day. This all happened two months after I invited Jesus into my heart, in 2001.
Everyone had explanations as to why I was attacked with this malady. A pastor where we first attended church said it was the devil taking out his anger on me, because I gave my life to Jesus. My husband said I got it because I pulled weeds without wearing gloves. A friend of mine said it was because of contact with
pesticides. I didn’t know why it happened; I just wanted it gone.
After three months of enduring the itchy-red sores and not sleeping, I made an appointment with a dermatologist. On the day I went to see him, I sat in his waiting room for two-and-a-half hours. By the time they called my name, I was livid. Patience isn’t one of my virtues.
He looked at my lesions, and said, “Mrs. Madigan, I’m going to do a biopsy on this one,” pointing to the second knuckle on the second finger of my left hand. He gave me samples of hydrocortisone cream, and said the office would be in touch with me.
A week passed, and the dermatologist’s nurse called me. She told me to be in his office the next day. I only had to wait an hour that time before they called my name.
“You have lichen planus on your hands, Mrs. Madigan. We don’t know how it starts, and there’s no cure. The best I can offer you is treatment that will stop it from spreading, but it can turn into cancer.”
I gasped. The big “C” was a possibility! I’d never heard of this disease, and I resented having it.
“Don’t worry though, it’s not catching. You can’t give it to anybody. We’ll watch it,” said the doctor, as he patted my arm.
I said, “Thank God for that.”
But I thought , Why God? Here I gave my life to you, and this is how you repaid me?
There was nothing for me to do but leave, and go home, licking my wounds.
For the next few months, I poured over the Bible, looking for answers. I read Matthew 18:20, where Jesus said,
“For truly I say to you, that if you have faith (that is living) like a grain of mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, Move from here to yonder place, and it will move; and nothing will be impossible to you.”
It didn’t make sense to me. What did a mountain have to do with the sores on my hands?
I felt like a leper in biblical times. People shunned me, afraid they would be infected. I felt like shouting, “Unclean,” before approaching anyone. People in my bible study wouldn’t hold my hand in the prayer circle. I felt dirty and guilty, as if I’d brought this on myself.
People interceded for me. My name was on every prayer list in Arizona. The pastors anointed me with oil, and I poured out my heart to the Holy Spirit, but nothing happened. I spent hours with my bible, studying and cross-referencing and consulting the Matthew Henry and Jamieson commentaries. The answer to my dilemma eluded me. Until February 2004.
My best Christian friend in Phoenix pointed me toward Andrew Wommack Ministries, in Colorado Springs, Colorado. I began listening to his daily TV broadcasts on my computer, and I called for the free tapes offered three times a week. I scraped together enough to also purchase two audio-tape albums.
Andrew made everything simple and explained the principles of healing in a way that really sunk into my brain. The audio tapes most helpful to me were titled, “You’ ve Already Got it,” “God Wants You Well,” and “What to Do If It Seems Like You’re Not Healed.”
The two verses that ran through my mind at least ten times a day were:
1. John 10:10 “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.)
2. John 3:2 “Beloved, I pray that you may prosper in every way and (that your
body) may keep well, even as (I know) your soul keeps well and prospers.
Suddenly it all clicked.
Wommack said, “Speak directly to your mountain, that is, to your problem, your disease, or whatever you’re praying about. Rebuke it, name the name of Jesus Christ, the name above all names. Declare that by His stripes you are healed and were healed when He died on the cross for you. Thank the Father for providing
He quoted Is. 53:5 “But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement (needful to obtain) peace and well being for us was upon Him and with the stripes (that wounded) Him we are healed and made whole.”
He warned that healing doesn’t always manifest in the physical world immediately. Some healings are instantaneous, and some are progressive. He said God is a spirit, and He answers us in the spiritual world.
“Continue believing your prayer is answered, and that you already have what you desired. Pray that it be manifested for you in the physical world,” Wommack advised.
In several places throughout the Bible, according to Wommack’s tapes, if you read the Greek interpretations, Jesus died on the cross for our forgiveness of sins AND for our sicknesses and infirmities.
I was convinced, and I did what Andrew suggested. I believed in my heart my prayer was answered. I thanked my Father.
My payoff came on November 30, 2004. I made an appointment with the dermatologist, who insisted I see him before he wrote out another year’s prescription for Protopic, which cost $122 with my co-pay. I waited another hour to see the doctor.
He came into the room and looked at my hands. “Mrs. Madigan, you don’t have lichen planus anymore, you don’t need that medicine.”
I was stunned, and I didn’t believe him.
He said, “Feel free to call us if you have further problems. All you have now is arthritic hands, normal for your age.”
I thanked the doctor and went to tell my husband about my miracle. We raised our hands in thanksgiving, praising God.
In three and a half years, we spent $1,342 for that medicine. I take several other medications for other things, every day, but the cost for this one was outrageous.
The Lord and I had several conversations about this matter. I’d say, “Lord, you know we just can’t afford this much money for one medication.”
He answered, “Do not let your hearts be troubled (distressed, agitated). You believe in and adhere to and trust in and rely on God; believe in and adhere to and rely also on Me.” So I did all those things.
This recent healing was one of several that the Lord manifested in my life. I was healed of shoulder, leg, neck, and chest pains. I’m learning to walk in perfect divine health, just as He wanted.
He said “…Take courage, daughter! Your faith has made you well.” And at once, the woman was restored to health (Matthew 9:22).
My response to that is “He surrounds me with loving kindness, and tender mercies. He fills my life with good things.” (Ps. 103:4-5, the Living Bible)
All biblical references, with the exception of the last one, are taken from the KJV- Amplified Parallel Bible.
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