A Healing Touch

Today’s a new day!

There are moments in life when our strength runs out and all we can do is cry out to Jesus. This week was one of those moments for me.

At the beginning of the week, I woke up knowing something was wrong. I had a urinary trac infection. I did not need a doctor to confirm it because I have dealt with enough of them in the past to recognize the symptoms immediately. Normally, I probably would have gone to the doctor’s office right away, but this week has been filled with the busyness and stress of preparing to move.

To be honest, part of me was also concerned what might happen if I went in. With my history, there was a strong possibility they would admit me to the hospital for additional testing and treatment. In the middle of packing, planning, and preparing for this new season of life, I simply did not want to face that possibility.

But yesterday things took a turn.

My fever suddenly spiked to 102.9. In that moment, all the distractions and busyness faded away, and I realized how desperately I needed a healing touch from Jesus. There are times when prayer becomes more than words spoken out of routine. It becomes a lifeline. That is exactly what happened.

I began praying without ceasing.

Through the evening and into the early morning hours, I cried out to the Lord for healing, strength, and mercy. I reminded myself of the promises of God. I held onto the truth that Jesus is still our healer today. I trusted that no matter what happened, He was with me.

Then around 5:30 this morning, something changed.

My fever broke.

Not only did the fever break, but I also felt a complete healing from the urinary trac infection. The pain, discomfort, and heaviness that had been there all week were gone. Peace flooded my heart, and I knew the touch of Jesus had met me in that moment.

All praise and glory goes to Jesus.

I share this testimony not to elevate myself, but to magnify the goodness and faithfulness of God. Sometimes healing comes instantly. Sometimes it comes through doctors, medicine, and long seasons of recovery. God can work through all of it. But this week, I personally experienced the healing touch of Christ in a powerful and undeniable way.

Psalm 30:2 says:

“Lord my God, I called to You for help, and You healed me.”

That verse feels incredibly personal today.

If you are walking through sickness, fear, exhaustion, or uncertainty right now, let this encourage you: Jesus still hears prayers. He still sees His children. He still brings peace into the middle of difficult nights. Do not stop praying. Do not stop believing. Do not stop trusting Him even when things feel overwhelming.

This move to a new chapter of life has already reminded me of something important: no matter where we go, our dependence must remain on Jesus.

He is faithful.
He is merciful.
He is healer.
And He is worthy of all praise.~OC