Tuesday, March 15, 2011

The Master Healer

James and I were asked to speak in church this last Sunday, and you will never believe what my topic was. Just Guess. That's right...JOY! I learned so much as I prepared that talk! It wasn't anything that I hadn't heard before, but it was as if it was new, because of the space I have created in my life for JOY. It wasn't just words on a paper. It was tangible. It was real.

I want to share with you the power that Jesus Christ, our Savior, has in our journey to remember JOY.

Here is an amazing quote from my new favorite author and energy therapist Carol Tuttle, "Christ suffered, so that we would not have to. In the Garden of Gethsemane, Christ took upon himself all the sins of mankind. He took upon himself all of the negative, heavy energy that had been and ever would be created by mankind. Christ's atonement has already healed us. It is our belief in struggle and our patterns of recreating upset and drama in our lives that keep us from maintaining this healed state.

The power of the atonement of Jesus Christ is real. The power of faith in His atonement is real. As we live by faith in the atonement of Jesus Christ, this faith provides us with the power and energy to heal ourselves."

Because Christ has already taken away the pain and suffering of each of us, we have the ability to literally REPLACE feelings of doubt, fear, anxiety, sadness, loneliness, regret, anger and worthlessness with feelings of HOPE, HAPPINESS and JOY! I didn't say ADD to those feelings, or momentarily disguise them, but REPLACE them.

We will all feel these negative emotions at different times in our life, but we don't have to suffer in them or dwell on them.

I want to share a very personal experience with you to help you understand what I mean. **Just to warn you, the details of the story I will relate are disturbing**

I recently heard about a baby who had 8 of his fingers chewed off by the family ferret. The parents claimed to not have heard the babies screams. This story sent me over the edge. I was experiencing severe anxiety, nightmares and terrors. I think the fact that I have a baby amplified those feelings. I found my self drowning in these feelings. I have a history of anxiety and was brought back to some very dark times in my life where these feelings where happening on a daily basis.

One night I was laying in bed and I broke down in tears because I could not get these images and thoughts from my head. Then, something miraculous happened. I imagined in my minds eye this little innocent baby experiencing an excruciating amount of pain. Then, I imagined that Christ entered this babies room, scooped up his little spirit and held him. He rocked the baby in His arms and even sang him a lullaby. The babies physical body was enduring the pain, but his spirit (the part of us that animates our body) was safely cradled in the Saviors arms. The spirit baby was even smiling as he looked up into Christ's eyes.

I was healed from these terrors in that moment. Christ had already suffered the pain that this baby endured. Besides relating that story once to my sister, I have not thought about it at all. That is how powerful the Atonement is!

Christ can heal. He can, He does, and He is waiting for you!

Today's Challenge- Do you have an emotion or event in your life that is leaving you weighted down with negative energy? Can you imagine a loving older brother, Jesus Christ, taking those feelings away? Identify one emotion or event and turn it over to The Lord. Visualize your own scene, as I did.

I want to hear about your experiences with this! Please leave a comment.

This quote comes from Carol Tuttle's book, Remembering Wholeness. This book is A-M-A-Z-I-N-G and will change your life.

1 comment:

  1. I was babysitting some kids overnight, part of a service project the young singles were doing. One of the kids, aged 10, came into the room I was sleeping in and asked if he could sleep on the floor. He was scared of noises he heard on the roof. In my state of mind I imagined all sorts of horrors. It was a rich neighborhood, so I suspected burglary most of all. The noise was probably just the wind blowing on the shingles, but my mind couldn't let go of the fear. I couldn't think to pray or do anything rational. I just laid on my bed and wanted to hide. Then a thought process began. I asked myself what I was afraid of. Pain? Death? Not being able to protect the kids I was watching? The worst that could happen would still not get me to not believe in God. I grabbed onto that feeling of trusting in Jesus. That even if all my fears came about I would still be able to trust in him. My fear left me.

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