The Healing of the Lord
A Vision of Healing
One morning a few weeks ago, I was laying in bed in a state of semiconsciousness when I saw a picture in my mind. In it, I was laying facedown with three horizontal gashes running across my back, and the Lord stood over me holding a roll of gauze.
Knowing myself to be unworthy of His touch, and even His very presence, I said, “Lord, what are You doing?”
“Binding your wounds,” He answered, unrolling the gauze.
“Why, Lord?” I asked, feeling wretched.
“Because you asked it.”
There the conversation ended, whether because my overactive imagination couldn’t come up anything else or