I know what you mean, every time I talk about being healed and/or receiving a word from the Lord some people think I'm crazy for thinking so. There's one person in particular who doesn't believe that people get healed or receive a word from the Lord or anything like that at all anymore. To him it's like all that just occurred in the Bible days and that's it, not anymore. So, when I mention these things he pretty much the same as tells me I'm crazy and that it never happened.
I got stung by a bee once and I'm allergic to it, so the spot was all red and a red line started going up my leg. I began praying about it, asking God to heal me, and less then a minute later it was gone and you couldn't even see the spot where I got stung. So, I say, I was healed and he says something like I don't think so, your body just healed itself. I'm like, uh...I'm allergic to bee stings and the last time I was stung I nearly passed out and felt like I was going to vomit the rest of the day after that...this time I pray and it is immediately gone and I wasn't one bit sick feeling so I know I was healed. And, that's just one of the things that's happened. Reminds me of the Pharisees and how they saw miracles and such, but still never believed.
I just don't let people get to me when they tell me I'm crazy. I'm like, "You can say I'm crazy all you want, but I know what the Lord has done and I will praise Him and thank Him for it" and I do. I still believe even if everyone says I'm crazy for it. There's just going to be people who don't believe that who will think that just because you do you're crazy. But, you can't allow that to stop you. We can't allow them to stop us from talking about what the Lord has done.
Just today I was talking about my tooth being swollen and my gum feeling like a piece was messed up. I then said something like, well I need to say (pointing toward Heaven to indicate I was referring to God) Help, heal me. I'm broken...well my gum is and I need you to heal me and fix it. Then less then an hour later the swelling had gone down and it felt as if that piece that was messed up was normal again. So, I said, it worked, He healed me...and he said something like, uh...whatever and sort of laughed, giving me a weird look. I said, I know I was healed, it happens. I just say it anyway and let people say and think what they will. They aren't going to stop me from declaring what the Lord has done and thanking Him/worshiping Him for it. We just have to press on, keeping our believes, declaring what the Lord has done, and not allow anyone to stand in the way of that.
I once told people I had heard God speaking to me so some psych doctors and they said that I had a mental illness. The result that occured was they gave me medications that caused me to have severe headaches for about 7 hours out of the day. I had no choice in the matter, because the doctors had complete authority regarding the medication they would prescribe me and made me take it while I was in the hospital.
Since I had that on my record, the second time I visited a hospital under advice from family they thought I was crazy and made me take medications for the same mental illness again, accept this time they caused me ED. Still, the doctors had complete authority regarding the medication they would prescribe me and made me take it while I was in the hospital.
Perhaps the fact that I had talked about Jesus everyday during this time and even in places like a pornography shop had caused my parents to believe I was ill. Needless to say I fell into sin watching pornography trying to alleviate my erectile dysfunction, which the doctors where quick to deny I had even though I had said so. I wanted seven months for the drug in my system to go away. I hope that is not too vulgar for the church regulations.
My advice is not to tell psych doctors in a hospitable anything about your faith, especially if you live in a country where being a Christian is seen as a minus. Because of the seriousness of my testimony and the fact it casts a black shadow on my name that will forever haunt me I will not post my name. I wish I could of held on longer like the suffering of Job but unlike the painful headaches I would get, the constant reminder of the fact I may never have an enjoyable relationship with any significant other and the wierdness my body felt would get to me. I would be in tears by now if I could only cry because for some reason as I got older it is harder and harder for me to shed any tears.
Don't take this as me not having any compassion but I think you are blessed. Nothing is wrong with you and you are RIGHT ON TRACK. The more they insult you and call you names, the more I believe the Lord is proud of you. I get called a witch, Satanist, a devil, and much worst. Even in the church I am not allowed to speak about some things. I was so angry because what I speak about is in the Word, who I am in the Spirit, that is all God’s doing. I want to Praise God with you and celebrate because this is good news.
The medication, flush that down the toilet, I did plenty of times and nothing is wrong with me. Continue going to a porno store or wherever you’re led to go and speak about God's goodness. I wouldn't even worry about it. I have people who try to harm me physically just because of the face that the Holy Spirit lives in me. I do not even say anything to some of these people. This is a spiritual world and battle we are dealing with. We have authority to call out evil sprits and cast them away from our presence. Rejoice, you are highly favored.
The Lord told me that the ministry He gave me would be discreet. I doubt it because the things I will do and the things I have done in Christ name, people scattered all around me like I was Christ Himself (creepy), and latched on, big eyed, ooo ahh, and lol its not fun honestly. I will never deny His name but I know for 2009 purposes I can’t show myself like some ministries do. God has been talking with me since I was 17, I’m 24 now. The hardest thing in this walk with God is KNOWING THAT YOU KNOW, THAT YOU KNOW, YOU HEARD WHAT YOU THOUGHT YOU MAY OF HEARD BUT MAYBE ITS NOT GOD BUT IT IS, FOLLOW HIS SPIRIT AND YOU WILL NEVER GO WRONG. Lol, we have to be confident in the Lord and don’t be moved by what people think, say, do, or whatever. I love you I hope this help a little.
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If you simply tell a doctor that Jesus has spoken with you they WILL NOT prescribe you medication for that.
How about you give the whole story?
I did. To be honest I don't know what my parents may have told them, but all I said was those things I had said earlier, and they gave me medications that gave me headaches so severe I couldn't even walk in a straight line.
I did. To be honest I don't know what my parents may have told them, but all I said was those things I had said earlier, and they gave me medications that gave me headaches so severe I couldn't even walk in a straight line.
People can think you are imbalanced if all you do is talk about Jesus.
What concerns me here is your focus on "ED", however. That does not sound healthy.
Various psychiatric medication has dangerous side effects. New ones have been found in the wild. Permanent side effects should be very rare, if ever.
Side effects are never a guarantee.
If you are married, then ED could be a problem. If not then how would you even know if you have it?
I once told people I had heard God speaking to me so some psych doctors and they said that I had a mental illness. The result that occured was they gave me medications that caused me to have severe headaches for about 7 hours out of the day. I had no choice in the matter, because the doctors had complete authority regarding the medication they would prescribe me and made me take it while I was in the hospital.
Since I had that on my record, the second time I visited a hospital under advice from family they thought I was crazy and made me take medications for the same mental illness again, accept this time they caused me ED. Still, the doctors had complete authority regarding the medication they would prescribe me and made me take it while I was in the hospital.
Perhaps the fact that I had talked about Jesus everyday during this time and even in places like a pornography shop had caused my parents to believe I was ill. Needless to say I fell into sin watching pornography trying to alleviate my erectile dysfunction, which the doctors where quick to deny I had even though I had said so. I wanted seven months for the drug in my system to go away. I hope that is not too vulgar for the church regulations.
My advice is not to tell psych doctors in a hospitable anything about your faith, especially if you live in a country where being a Christian is seen as a minus. Because of the seriousness of my testimony and the fact it casts a black shadow on my name that will forever haunt me I will not post my name. I wish I could of held on longer like the suffering of Job but unlike the painful headaches I would get, the constant reminder of the fact I may never have an enjoyable relationship with any significant other and the wierdness my body felt would get to me. I would be in tears by now if I could only cry because for some reason as I got older it is harder and harder for me to shed any tears.
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