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There Is Healing When We Praise Him

                  There Is Healing When We Praise Him


Psalm 150

Hallelujah!

Praise God in his holy house of worship,

Praise him under the open skies;

Praise him for his acts of power

Praise him for his magnificent greatness;

Praise with a blast on the trumpet

Praise by strumming soft strings;

Praise him with castanets and dance,

Praise him with banjo and flute;

Praise him with cymbals and a big bass drum,

Praise him with fiddles and mandolin.

Let every living, breathing creature praise God!

Hallelujah!

In my worship time yesterday I was singing along with a

song, singing the words "Hallelujah" to my Abba Father.

The next thing I heard Him say “thank you for your

Hallelujah but what are you praising me for”?

That stopped me in my tracks and made me think.

Yes just like when we pray we ask Him for specific things,

healing, provision, strength, wisdom, and the list goes on. He showed me that praising Him should be no different. 

I was had a lot of pain in my wrists and elbows from the work I had done the day before. Abba said to me take your eyes of what is happening to you and focus on Me and what Jesus did for you on the cross. For He took all our pains and sickness on Himself on the cross so that we don't have to suffer. 

I needed this reminder for it is easy for us to focus on what is happening around us and lose focus and the one thing that can really help us. He said "praise Me for all that was done for you on the cross". So I did, I refocused my Hallelujah and starting singing:

Hallelujah for Your love,

Hallelujah for Your grace,

Hallelujah for Your healing,

Hallelujah for Your comfort,

Hallelujah for Your great mercy,

Hallelujah for being there for me,

Hallelujah that You are my teacher,

Hallelujah for all that You are doing for me,

Hallelujah for all You did for me on the cross.

After the song had finished, I realized that the pain was completely gone, Abba Father had healed me. For this is what He wants for us. To be completely healed and live a long and healthy and joyful life. Not one in pain, anxiety, guilt and shame. But free. Hallelujah Abba for all that You have done for me and continue to do for me. Hallelujah and Amen. 

May Abba Father bless you and guide you in all you do

this week and I pray healing where there is healing

needed. I pray that He would comfort you in your time of

need. I pray these prayers in the name of our Lord Jesus

Christ, Hallelujah and Amen.






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