Years ago, I embarked on a project to research divine healing.  Oddly, it led me to a Jesus I had never known growing up in church.  Rather than becoming focused on healing, I became acquainted with the Healer.  It was then that I learned that He made me righteous, not my behavior; His faith is perfect, so mine does not have to be.  It was all about Him, and not about me.

My search for healing answers led me to all kinds of testimonies:  miraculous instantanious ones, slow gradual ones, and "happy" failures that seemed to celebrate personal experience over God's Word.  I decided to choose Jesus, and only Jesus, to be my Healer.  And now, the more time I spend with Him, the more I know I have made the right choice.  He keeps me well.  He lives in me.  All I do is rest in Him.

Many dear Christians I know struggle with this good news.  Disappointment in a prayer line, discouraging words of concerned family members, a long absence of visible results seem to win out over this truth:  By His stripes we were healed (I Peter 2:24).

I write this to encourage you to consider choosing Jesus as your Healer, just as you chose Him as your Savior and Lord.  Read Deuteronomy 28:15-68, where the curse is recorded.  If your illness or infirmity appears there, Jesus has redeemed you from it (Galatians 3:13).  Each day, allow Him to show you from His Word--not my word or the word of another's experience--how He Himself took our infirmities and bore our sicknesses (Matthew 8:17), and His divine health will be yours, too.