Physical Healing

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Can you hear me now?
Have you ever had one of those God experiences you need to journal and share? Yet, life comes at you so fast. Each morning when your feet hit the floor daily living consumes you. I had one of those God experiences and just now over two years later because of that still small voice that won’t go away, here I am journaling my experience.
Being raised in a Christian home I grew up knowing about God’s miracle healing power even prayed for others, but it was always one of those it’s for someone else. Fifteen years ago I had surgery on both of my ears to improve my hearing. They were quite successful and for 10 years my hearing was quite high on the volume scale. Then a few years ago I noticed my most used daily phrase became “What did you say?” My husband and sons started to complain. My husband went with me to two different hearing specialists and I was told surgery was not an option, but I should seriously consider hearing aids. Are you kidding me? I was in my forties and did not want to contend with an aid. So, I put the decision on the back burner and went through each day only hearing half of what people were saying. Now, is that such a bad choice???
Now we come to the good part, it was October 2007. Life was good. I was in Hilton Head=2 0and had invited my dear cuzzies to spend a few days with me. There was 6 or 7 relatives coming to the island. Some of them flew into the local airport. There I am anticipating their arrival when the first cuzzie walks off the plane shaking her head and says, “You are not going to believe it” Next thing I know a young man has four of us in a circle and is praying for us. Meet…Prophet Michael. Needless to say, I am quite leery. Who the heck is this guy? And, I’m thinking get me away from him. People were walking past us and looking at us strangely…he was praying with his booming voice. As quickly as possible I gather the luggage and make a mad dash for the car. Now you would think that would be the end of it. No, later my wonderful cuzzies talk me into attending a Thursday night service where Michael is speaking. I had never been to a black church service, so I thought this could be interesting and educational. Wow was I right! The music was get down, loud and wild. I’m thinking hey, no one knows me here but the cuzzies so I joined right in clapping, raising my hands and swaying to the music. Then Michael began to speak and he asked all of us who are willing to be evangelists to raise both hands high. Looking around I see everyone else raising their hands and did likewise. All of a sudden I noticed this burning sensation in both of my ears. My cuz, Rose, beside me, (yes there are two of us) asks what’s wrong. I ask her to touch my ears and she says they are burning hot. Michael notices something happening in the back row and starts asking questions. I tell him nothing. He persists in dragging me to the front of the church and I tell him about my hearing loss and how my ears are on fire. He anoints and prays for me. And, oh I forgot to tell you….the night before all this happened, I had said to my cuz, Rose, I wish God would heal my hearing.
We return to the beach house and I’m asking myself is this for real. Am I really hearing better? Michael said to us when God performs miracles he’ll confirm it in some way. Later that night after everyone went to bed (actually morning at 1:30 am) I decided to check my emails. And, no kidding this is what happened. My husband who happens to be a romantic at heart, sends me the most loving emails. And that night this is what he wrote….Close your eyes, wrap your arms around your shoulders, feel my cool breath on your hot ears, you are loovvvveeeeddd. Needless to say, I’m stunned. My hubby has never mentioned hot ears before and I had not mentioned my God moment to him.
Now for the rest of the story….after returning to Ohio I’m thinking my hearing is better and even my husband mentioned it. But, me wanting tangible proof, scheduled a hearing test with my doctor. He walks back into the room and says I don’t understand this, but your hearing is better than when we tested you two years ago. You do not need a hearing aid.
And God’s quiet voice says to me, Rose, do you hear me now? My hearts cry is, speak Lord for your servant hears.
Rose Hostetler

While taking a barefoot pass on an early 07 spring day with good friend and ski buddy Jed I took a header (crash). Resulting in tearing of my left rotator, Ouch very painful! This was not the way I like to start the ski season off, any of you who know me know that waterskiing has been big part of my life and something I really cherished.
As many of you know the summer of 07 was life changing here at the Hile house hold, and the lord was doing a lot of great stuff in our lives, those of you who don’t know what was going on will have to get the book cause we have way more GOD stories that need to be told, but this site is not for that. Anyway God had started us on a wild and crazy journey and at a dizzying speed this summer and part of that journey was learning about how much he loves us and how much he wants us to be whole. Not just spiritually but also physically. So that’s where my shoulder comes in.
I had been really learning a lot about healing and had started to see God healing people and had seen a couple miracles and just had witnessed a lot of things that if you would have told me about I would maybe have been a little unbelieving. But since I saw with my own eyes and experienced it myself I couldn’t deny that the supernatural is real and that God still heals today just like in the bible times. How cool!!
So I really need to have my shoulder fixed and I’ve never been a go to the Dr. Type so I began asking God to just heal me. I mean if I can pray for someone else and see God touch them then surely he’ll do the same for me too right? Well on this journey I have again learned a ton, and one big thing I learned is you CANNOT put God in a box. The bible says his ways are not are ways, oh boy have I learned that! Just when you think you got him figured out he’ll throw you a curve. So all this time I’m asking him to heal me, and by late fall and into winter of 07 he was turning our world upside down and I was doing a lot of pressing in to him and starving for more of him. I thought that he just wanted to teach me something by not healing me and so I actually quit praying for my healing. The pain hadn’t gotten any better and I decided I better have this thing fixed so that by next spring I would be recovered and ready to ski. I remember crying out to him one night while in the shower b/c the pain to just shower was intense and I’m like God why won’t you heal me? What do I need to do?
Well I procrastinated a bit and didn’t get to the Dr yet and in early feb 08 we went to a Patricia King Glory conference in Harrisburg, PA. The Friday night worship was intense with Steve Swanson leading. The atmosphere there was supercharged like I never felt before. I must tell you that on this journey we were on I have been taken out of my comfort zone a lot. But one thing he was teaching me was how to worship him freely and to not worry about what someone thinks about me if I choose to raise my hands in worship to him, which a few months back was not a comfy thing for me at all. I mean I didn’t feel comfortable being in any kind of place where people did that stuff, I couldn’t understand why anyone would do that. Now I love to worship him anytime anyplace. Don’t matter to me.
So here we are in this amazing worship and I’m just really caught up in worship and had my eyes closed and was just really enjoying the kind of Euphoric moment. I had my hands up which was usually very painful. Then I felt like something was under my skin around my left shoulder and upper arm and was giving me a message, and there was no pain. And I just said God are you healing my shoulder? I don’t recall a lot of the rest of that night except to say that it was incredible!! The rest is history. NO more pain, no surgery (thank you Jesus) no restrictions.
I feel I need to add that as time went on, and a couple times I’d be at the gym or doing something and I would get a twinge of pain and I say to myself oh crap I reinjured it, but I remember hearing from someone that said It may just be an attack from the enemy and he’s trying to get me to believe that I never was healed. So I would rebuke him and I would declare that YES I have been healed and that he has no authority over me and to get his hands off! The pain was gone. It took some time until I really understood this whole way of praying and declaring but let me tell you it is for real and it works! Remember Jesus would speak things into existence and declare things that weren’t as if they were. He would just speak and people would be healed, sometimes he didn’t even have to do that and they would be healed. And then he said we would do the same and even greater things, Wow, try and wrap your head around that one. The bible says there is life and death in the tongue so beware what you speak over yourself. So that’s my story and I’m sticking to it!
This web site was built for exactly this, sharing the testimony of Jesus. It is in honor of Nicole that we share our stories and pray that thru them you will be blessed.
And there is way more to her story but you’ll have to get the book on that one!Thanks for listening! And stay tuned, God is still doing great and mighty things!
Blessings to all, Jimmy