Due to extended family schedules, this year, we decided to celebrate Christmas this weekend. Like a Christmas without snow, it just won’t seem the same to me; but I choose to make the best of it and made plans of cookie decorating with my grandchildren on Saturday. The enemy, however, the author of sickness and disease, decided to try to rob me of my family Christmas altogether, by trying to take me down. It was Wednesday night, about 9pm, when I started feeling chilled. Where I work, we are always cold, but this felt different. Several other symptoms soon developed that mimicked a milder version of terrible covid I had experienced a few years ago, but this time I was prepared and refused it with the Word.

There is a window of time, right when you feel that first symptom–you know that feeling, it’s like a suggestion. It’s like it, because it is! That is your moment to refuse to accept it. You don’t toy with it, don’t think about it, just plain refuse it! Speak out loud to it–No! Sickness, you’re not coming here. Devil you’re not taking my Christmas! You can’t have my body. I refuse you–I rebuke you in Jesus Name!

“The name of the Lord is a strong tower; the righteous man runs into it and is safe.” Proverbs 18:10

I drove home declaring the Word over my body and was grateful my dog was already in bed when I got there, because that is exactly where I wanted to be. Racked with chills, I put an extra down comforter over the other one, climbed under the heap of down-feathers  and went to sleep declaring the Word. An hour an a half later, the chills are gone but it wasn’t time to relax the Word, not yet, instead it was time to double down. This was at 1:30 am. I went to sleep once more, declaring the Word, and at 3:00 woke up totally healed! Praise Jesus!

The next day I told my son what had happened and praised the Lord all day, feeling wonderful but tired. I had fought a battle. Then came . . .

Round Two.

I was fine all day Thursday, until the afternoon, when the devil changed his disguise and I suddenly started to cough. At first it was just a cough or two, but it kept increasing, and suddenly noticed my lungs feeling heavy and paining out my back. I took a deep breath and at the same time saw an image of my lungs shattering like they were made of thin ice that cracked all over and fell to the ground. My lungs felt like broken glass and the devil whispered–you have pneumonia. This is the first time I ever ‘saw’ his suggestion in a vision and I can’t believe the audacity of him hitting me again. Oh, that didn’t work? Well how ’bout this–will you believe this????

NO!

He is a master of disguises and they are all the direct opposite of what the Word says.

What do  you choose to believe?

I went to bed coughing every few minutes, and in between the coughs declaring the Word over my body and rebuking the sickness once again.

Once again, just a few hours later, I woke up in the middle of the night, no longer coughing and able to take a deep breath with absolutely no pain–completely healed.

Glory to God!!!

So this morning I was asking Him, “Lord, what should I do? Should I tell my family what I went through, only to have them doubt and lose my time with my grandchildren after all?” He simply said, “Testify.”

I wish for you to understand, when the enemy throws sickness at you, you don’t have to accept it. Speak the Word against it; and when it seems like it’s getting stronger, that is not the time to give up and accept it–it’s the time to double down. Command it to leave in Jesus Name!

You are not healed when you see the symptoms leave your body. You are healed when He paid the price for your healing at the cross. We are simply defending our right to His Promises. Divine Healing belongs to you. It is your God-given right to be healed but it is by faith that we receive His Promise of healing.

By faith we defend our body from attack.

I have never experienced the enemy trying so hard as to put two different forms of sickness on me in two different but consecutive days before. It tends to make me think that this is going to be one of the best Christmas’ ever!

“He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, that we might die to sin and live to righteousness. By his wounds you have been healed.” I Peter 2:24

“I will extol thee, O Lord, who has drawn me up, and has not let my foes rejoice over me. O Lord my God, I cried to thee for help, and thou hast healed me.” Psalms 30:1-2