Marander is...

Sunday before last, my back started hurting in church, something that had been plaguing me for some years. The pain gets so bad that I can hardly stand or walk. But this time it was worse, worse than it had ever been. Well I praised GOD in spite of...because he is GOD. Things got worse by the time we dismissed church my left side, mainly my leg, took on the form of someone with MS. The members of my church had to carry my out cause I couldn't walk...one had to drive my son and I home. By the time we got to my apartment, the pain had eased enough for me to walk w/ some help into the apartment. I got in the bed and just laid there I was in so much pain. I still had my clothes on from church. My son had to help my get undressed. I tried to get up and get my skirt off and the pain hit my back so bad I screamed, it scared my son so that he began to cry and I called him over to me and I assured him that I was okay, trying to put up that brave front; But then I remembered what my pastor said, sometimes we have to show our kids us when were weak too so that they can see that things happen to us too.... So I he lay beside me and and I cried and prayed and then he calmed right down. Next managed to get on my knees thinking I could get up from that position easier. I was on my knees for 30 minutes before my son can and song Jesus Loves Me and I, no by the strength of GOD, made it back onto my bed. I cried and called on GOD all I knew how. I knew he was capable of healing me, and even though I believed but not really, he is still GOD and I gave him the honor and the glory that he deserved, I never cursed him. One of my church members came by check on me, she was taking her kids to the movies and I asked if Ty, my son, could go with them she said yes. She had bought me a muscle relaxer and a pain killer to help. I went to sleep and woke just 2 minutes before they had gotten back from the movies. I had managed to sit up by myself with out the pain. I needed to go to the bathroom and couldn't even get up off my bed by myself, let along go to the bathroom myself. She helped me up off the bed and then to the bathroom (from my bed to my bathroom is no more than 7ft) and asked if I needed her to assist me to use the bathroom, I needed her help but my pride would not let me say yes. But I manage to sit and get up by myself. After I got up washed my hands and open the door, I could feel my body giving and I was about to collapse to the floor and I called her and said you gotta grab me I'm about to fall. She had to bear hug me a take me back to my bedroom. She warmed up some food for me and we talked and then she had to help me lay down. I thanked her and then she left. I lay in that bed and cried and prayed, prayed and cried...my son slept in the room with me and he prayed right along with me...at first he was scared but at your weakest moments GOD knows what to do. So many times in the past my son, who is 6 yrs old, has been my strentgh, but this time he wasn't my strength in a take care of mommy cause she got into another mess strength. It was the strength that GOD has taught he and I. I slept and by morning I got up to my feet on the strength that GOD gave me and woke my son and he was so excited, mommy you can walk, I was excited...I made it to the bathroom. By the time I got out the bathroom and into my bedroom my body was giving again. See, I wasn't standing on GOD...knowing and believing that he could do all things...I got to the bed and sat down, one of my neighbors to Ty to school for me and the bus from after school bought him home. I managed to fix dinner in great pain but it was done. My son was excited that I had done that...I went in and made him dinner and we eat and watched movies. The next morning the same thing. I was able to do a little more. But something still wasn't right. My body felt deformed, I looked in the mirror and it was. The left side of my hip was higher than my right My torso slanted with the left side pushed over to the right side and then it went straight like your back is supposed to. I had prayed to GOD and asked what was wrong with my back something didn't seem right. In the middle of the night he told me this: "I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax, it is melted in the midst of my bowels." Psalms 22:14 The next day, one of my church members, my sister not just in Christ my she has become my sister, Keisa, came over and cleaned my apartment and fixed dinner. While she did that I took a shower, until then I could not left my legs enough to get into the shower, so I had to wash from the sink. I had made a great accomplishment, in GOD strength. As the day went on I cried and felt like giving up, and I reminded GOD that he said he would never leave me nor forsake me, and that he said he could do all things. By Thursday I was in pain again and Keisa called and I told her I think I need to go to the hospital...and she came and took me...we got the that hospital and it was packed...I was like I'm not waiting in all of that..so she said what do you want to do...I was like I don't know I decided to come back later..and she asked if I wanted to go home or come over to her house and I went with her cause I was tired of being in the bed and in the house. We got to the house and her mom, my pastor, and my sunday school teach, her aunt, were there and we started talking and they encouraged me about their pain that WAS in there back and what they had to do..."take it were it couldn't go" into the depths of GOD...Well they left and Keisa said the LORD showed me this and told me to do this. We stood back to back and she began to pray. Instantly I could touch my knees. You know how long my arms are so touching my knees should not of been hard but it was. After we prayed she said GOD said your healed (now when that is said you and YOU alone have to believe that you are healed) My body my hips and back went into line some and I could walk easier and without so much pain. In fact Keisa and I went for a walk.Friday, I could drive myself and do other things. I went prayer and we did the usual. As we were closing, my spirit started to turn so and I began speaking in tongues and my spirit backed up to the wall. Next thing my pastor to speaking in tongues to my hip and spine. The she yelled stop looking for it, if you don't want it stop looking for it. I had to get made at what the enemy was trying to do to my body and my mind. Then I bent over and not just touched my knees again..but touched my toes...Then fell to my back on the ground and she anointed me in the name of the father the son and the holy ghost....I got up like nothing was wrong my back and my hips were back in line...I could skip, hop, jump, shuffle....and I gave GOD all the praise and GLORY he deserved. When I got in the car, I cried, and cried...Cause he had taught me in the middle of it that to BELEIVE....! Love You. MaranderLife is short. Learn from your mistakes. Love yourself. Respect others. Put GOD first...!!!!!!