EVIDENCES OF SPIRITUAL AND PHYSICAL HEALING
Bless the Lord, O my
soul, and forget not all His benefits; Who forgiveth all thine iniquities;
Who healeth all thy
diseases. – Psa. ciii: 23.
Louisville, Ky., Nov. 12, 1881.
My Dear Miss
Judd:
I am happy to be
permitted to tell you of some of the dealings of the Lord with me during the
past two years. For several years previous to my healing in answer to prayer, I
suffered much at intervals with neuralgia and other diseases. I was attended by
one of the best physicians and Christian gentlemen. I often said that I trusted
his prayers more than his skill, for though temporarily benefit by the remedies
used, I was not restored to health. In the summer of 1879 I heard of Dr. Cullis
and his “Faith Work” in Boston, Mass. I read his little book entitled “Faith
Cures.” The first testimony I read, I received as coming from the Lord, and
felt that He would have me trust Him for my restoration, and discontinue the
use of medicine. I wrote to Dr. Cullis, asking his prayers, and began to pray
earnestly myself. A sense of my great unworthiness almost overcame me and I was
in great spiritual darkness for a time. I resolved, after looking to the Lord
for guidance, to visit Dr. Cullis and ask him to pray with me for a spiritual
blessing. Though very feeble physically I started on the long journey alone,
trusting all of the way for strength, and the Lord strengthened me.
On reaching
Boston I called on Dr. C., who very kindly pointed out some of the exceeding
great and precious promises to me! Could it be possible that unworthy I might
appropriate such precious promises? “The prayer of faith shall save the sick”
was plain enough, but it seemed so hard to grasp it. My own unworthiness came
up before me continually, hiding from my view the loving Saviour. I continued
in this state of doubt and darkness for some days. My health was now almost
forgotten, so great was my desire for that assurance of faith which made Dr.
C., and other whom I met in B., so happy. One day alone in my room I gave the
whole matter up to the Lord, my unbelief, my shortcomings, my weakness,
myself-everything-and, bless His dear Name, He gave me such a baptism of the
Spirit that my doubts and gloom all took flight and I was so happy that I
shouted His praises aloud. I hastened to tell it an the joy grew with the
confession. I now realized that Jesus would hear my prayers for my restoration
to health, so I put the whole matter into His hands, believing,
that He would heal me if it was for His glory; if not for His glory I did not
want to be healed. One of my old attacks came on, but I was confident that Lord
would help me without the use of medicines, so did not take nay. I called on
Dr. C. while suffering; he prayed for me, anointing me with oil in the name of
the Lord. I left his office still suffering; walked down to Boston Common, a
few rods distant, but suffered so intensely that I quickly returned to my
boarding-house and sought my room. After lying on the bed a few moments all the
pain left me. I realized that the Lord had healed me. I was so quiet and
restful I felt like a tired child resting in its mother’s arms. I believed that
the Lord’s work was a perfect work and that the disease would never
return! More than two years have passed and there has been no return of the
disease, and I believe that there never will be. My eyes had been very weak for
years, so that reading and writing or sewing was impossible much of the time. I
consulted several occultists, who ordered me to wear spectacles, saying that
was the only remedy for my eyes. I did so and found, after trying them for a
year or two, that my eyes grew worse. I now laid aside glasses, gave my eyes
into the care of the Lord and He has given my sight to me. I read or write, day
or night, as long as I desire without any inconvenience.
My health has
been good during the past two years, only having had a headache two or three
times and a bad cold twice during the time. I have taken no medicine, knowing
that the Great Physician had undertaken my case and that He had power to heal
without remedies. They have been the best years of my life. My spiritual
sky has not been cloudless all of the time. Sometimes my old habit of looking
to myself instead of to the Sun of Righteousness has obstructed the brightness
for a time, but the blessed Lord sends a message to me by some dear friend, or
He speaks to me through His Word and the darkness flies. Praise His dear Name
forever.
Yours in Him,
Eliza J. Robertson.
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“More holiness give me,
More strivings within;
More patience in suffering,
More sorrow for sin;
More sense of His care;
More joy in His service,
More purpose in prayer.
“More purity give me,
More strength to o’ercome;
More freedom from earth-stains,
More longings for home;
More fit for the kingdom.
More used would I be;
More blessed and holy,
More, Saviour, like
Thee.”
