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Testimony From The Heart - Elizabeth Diaz

I pray that God will give me the right words to say, and I say this to the glory of God.

More than 15 years ago, a doctor diagnosed me with rheumatoid arthritis. It is a painful, debilitating autoimmune disease with no cure. I would get swelling in my ankles, wrists, shoulders, knees and in my hips. There were times when I would not be able to raise my hands, or stand and walk because of the stiffness and pain. The doctor said that I would have to take medication for the rest of my life. However, the pain pills made me sick. I wanted to get to the “root” of the problem.

I found out that my body system would start to attack itself in the bone joints. When this would happen, I would start feeling sick all over and my wrists or other joints would swell up and literally begin to destroy the surrounding joint in that particular area. I wanted instant healing, and at times wondered why I didn't seem to have the faith that it took. Brother Don Alexander (God bless him) prayed for me and at that time, I took God at His Word and I know that I was healed. I rested in that it would happen in God’s time.

Years passed and as events began unfolding in my life, there were times that I wanted to DO something but I just sat back (because I couldn't get up and walk) and watched God perform His Word all around me. I felt God telling me to “be of good cheer” and I knew that everything would be in His time. More time went by, and I found myself getting worse instead of better. I began having “flare-ups” more often, about every three months and they lasted a month or more.

One time when I was in so much pain, I thought about the pain and burden that the Lord Jesus had. I began to think about the hardships and pain in the world. A sermon at church was preached on healing, both natural and spiritual. I thought about my disease and how the body would attack itself, trying to do itself a service and how the natural types the spiritual. In my body, the antibodies would gather around and begin to attack the joint tissue, and how painful it was. If this could happen in the natural, could it happen in the spiritual? Could the Body of Christ suffer pain in such a way? I just began to break down and weep. Who could but bear it? I couldn't help but to just cry when I thought about who could bear it, and all the sin. Who could bear the pain of a broken church and who could heal it? Could the law, in doing what is “right in everyone's eyes,” or could it be forgiveness that could heal a broken church?

Something happened to me at that time and I will never be the same. I realized that with salvation comes healing and forgiveness. I never want to forget the grace and the blood of our Lord Jesus Christ that saved me. Wretch as I am; I am a sinner saved by grace! For you see, I was and am the woman caught in adultery. He has set me free and I shall love Him forevermore.

I prayed, “Lord, if I have a choice for natural healing in my body or spiritual healing in the Body, I would rather the Body of Christ.” That was my prayer.

Months went by and I had no pain. I believe He does all things well. A lot of times we don't see the whole picture, but I want to walk by faith and know that Jesus does see the whole picture and He knows our very thoughts and intentions.

Sister Elizabeth Diaz
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