I’ve Been Marked – A Healing Testimony
If you’ve followed my blog for any length of time, you know that I have been on a continual pursuit of the love of God. If you were to visit my “about me” page, you would find this:
I am a child of the King of Kings and have been marked by the love of a relentless God who will never stop pursuing me. I have captured His heart and He delights in me.
I made this statement, not because I feel it is true, but because I know it is true. But in reality, His love for me is something that I am striving to understand.
See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands; your walls are ever before me. (Isaiah 49:16)
God chose me before the foundation of the world to be His. He has “marked me”, even engraved my name in the palm of His hand. But what does it mean to be marked by the love of God? I’ve been searching this out for many years. I would ask God for the tangible evidence of a marking of His love upon my life. I wanted God to reach down and leave His imprint on me, that I would know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I was His, and that He loved me.
God heard my cry, and has marked me, tangibly, by His love.
Several months ago, I began to experience pain in my right wrist. I was diagnosed with De Quervain Syndrome. It hurt to write, wave, paint or open doors. Anything that involved the use of my wrist to any degree was extremely painful. I endured a few months of intense physical therapy to try to get relief. Some of you followed me on Instagram as I showed off my weekly therapy appointments.
From ice, to electro-shock therapy to cortisone to painful stretching, nothing would take the pain away. I finally asked for a cortisone shot, thinking for sure this would do the trick. But after a few weeks, still nothing. I received lots and lots of prayer. And still nothing.
Until one day in July.
I came home from church one night and realized I did not have any pain in my wrist. I had not realized that God came silently and suddenly and completely healed me. Here’s the Instagram message I put out on July 12th:
I cannot tell you exactly when it happened. But my birthday was on July 3rd. It is not surprising that God would choose to heal me around my birthday as His gift to me.
I’ve Been Marked.
About a month after the healing came, sometime in August, I noticed a pigmentation on my wrist. By itself, this is not a big deal. But the discoloration is in the exact location where the pain was and it is in the shape of a heart — a pure, white heart.
It’s been over three months now and the marking is still on my wrist. Some days it seems brighter than others. And on those days I think of all of the people in my life who need healing and I remember to pray, believing for their suddenly from the Lord.
I do not understand it. To those who do not know the Lord, it is just pigmentation that looks like a heart.
To me, it is a reminder of His love and faithfulness towards me. I know now beyond a shadow of a doubt that I am His, and that He loves me.
I’ve been marked, forever changed by His love.
Today I am thankful for His healing and His marking of love upon my life.
Has God left a marking of His love upon your life? I’d like to hear about it.