From my early childhood years through age 16, I periodically had times of stomach sickness, when eating would make me puke and be nauseas for blocks of time that would prolong my mealtimes and be used by Satan to oppose my anchor in the Rock and the peace He had for me. I remember specifically one morning when I was in 1^st or 2^nd grade, when my mom said she was going to call 9-1-1 so I could have a stomach tube put in at the hospital, either to scare me into eating or because she was genuinely afraid that I wouldn’t eat and would die. Sometime later, the vomiting subsided, but for the next 9 to 10 years I hardly ever completely finished eating a meal, because that feeling of stomach sickness kept coming back before I could finish eating. The vomiting did not completely stop during that time, though, and I threw up about 3 to 10 or more times per year. This continued until my sophomore year of high school, when I was 15 years old.

God had just baptized me in His fire and had brought me deeper with Him during the spring of my freshman year. I was pursuing hotly the presence of God, and, that Fall, I was throwing up every day at least 1 time, if not 2 or 3. I was pursuing the outpouring of Jesus’ Spirit in my life every day, and every day I was puking over a trashcan or toilet. What a frustrating situation! I felt spiritually wishy-washy. I could be powerfully in God’s Spirit one minute, but the next, be opposed with a seeming lack of faith. I cried out to the Lord while puking my guts out, “Please Lord! Be gone Satan!”

This went on until April 5, 2001. My mother was at a prayer meeting during the day and had the group lift me up in their prayers. The Lord gave me an awesome Word, and the end of it said, “Concerning stomach and sleep problems, these will clear up with this Word.” Though it seemed like it had not left, I believed quickly, began throwing up less, and eating more easily until it subsided. One month later I proclaimed myself healthy in church, went home, and threw up the next day. Man! Satan hates God’s children and even his own! Over 1 year later I had not thrown up once, and the only time I have thrown up since that day in church was when I think I was actually sick.

I believe Jesus has healed me. God is awesome and powerful, powerful enough to blow away your opposition and baptize you with His love. Be blessed. Praise His Holy Name!

"Be strong in the Lord and in His mighty power!” (Ephesians 6:10)