By Kathy Vosburg-Miller - July 13, 2007
In 1975, as an incoming ninth grade freshman, I was
diagnosed with Scoliosis or curvature of the spine. Unlike the Hunchback
of Notre Dame, I had an S-curve with a twist and not a C-curve which
would’ve visibly bent me over to one side. At the time, I was crushed
by the “prescription” which was to have me wear a full torso, neck,
and head
Milwaukee
brace 22 hours a day, 7 days a week. I spontaneously cried off and on
for weeks after being fitted, feeling sorry for myself, awkward, ugly,
and just frankly upset that I was not able to do or wear what was normal
for 14-year-old girls. In the nights, when I couldn’t sleep due to
pain and the inability to find a comfortable position in such a
contraption, I would cry out to God, asking, “Why me, why did You
allow this, and why don’t You make it go away?” I couldn’t
understand why “a child of the Most High God (me),” would have to be
crooked, gangly, and unattractive. I had and could get no answers, but I
started to pray for healing and for a miracle. I knew and believed God
was able and willing to do this for me if I just began to ask and pray.
What I assumed was that the supernatural healing that I desired and
prayed for was just like a miracle, instantaneous.
Fast forward to the spring of 2002. I was a single 41-year-old mother of
two girls, a three-year-old and a seven-year-old. Also, the three of us
were living with my retired parents who I hadn’t lived with in 19
years. I was recovering and healing from a very disheartening divorce. I
continued to pray for restoration, reconciliation, and overall healing
for me, the girls, and their father. As part of the process, I had to
realize that the girls’ father would not be returning and that I was
the sole responsible parent. I looked at my situation, my age, my
health, and my stewardship with the upbringing of two children on my
own. In my mind and heart, I had to be the healthiest I could be, not
only emotionally and spiritually, but also physically. I meditated
without ceasing, praying for wholeness, and a healthy chance to start a
new life with my daughters, whatever that meant or looked like. One
morning I woke up at my parents' home and realized I’d been healed of
my Scoliosis. But not like I assumed, expected or thought it would be
when it happened. I’d been healed of the pain associated with the
Scoliosis. I told my mother, while she stood over the kitchen sink
trying to wake up before her first cup of coffee. “Mom, God’s healed
me of my Scoliosis, but not like I thought, He’s taken away all the
pain.” In my mind, soul, and spirit, I said, “O.K., God, I’ll take
whatever You’ll give me, thank You, and oh, I understand now what You
mean by ‘My ways are not your ways.’” I was and am grateful,
thankful, and happy that He’d faithfully revealed Himself to me in
this way at that time in my life.
In August of 2006, I lost my job as a VP of Marketing and
Communications, and I begin to soul search and ask God what He wanted of
me again. In the nights my right hip began to hurt, ache, and have pain.
God healed me of Scoliosis pain four years earlier, so this was a new
twinging malady. I began to pray for healing in the nights, touching my
own hand to my hip bone, laying hands on myself. I knew that if God
could remove the pain from 30 some years of Scoliosis, He could touch
this hip in the same way.
On Sunday July 1, 2007, I was worshiping and meditating in the morning
Reflections service at our church. After the singing, Pastor Jeff McGee
came to the altar to close the service with prayer, but before he did,
he announced that he’d received a word of knowledge from the Lord and
it was this: “Someone is having hip pain and you are to be healed.”
Immediately, I raised both arms, smiled, and said, “That’s me . . .
that word is for me!” He told us that he wasn’t sure whether
everyone there was to pray over me then or wait until after the main
preaching service. He told me that if our senior Pastor Steve Meeks
didn’t call the Ministry Teams for prayer following the main service
to come find him, and he’d lay hands on me and pray. I did just that.
After the service, I went to Jeff and said, “I’m
here, I’m ready, I’m doing exactly what you told me to do. I’m
here to be prayed for and receive the word of healing that was brought
forth earlier." He called another woman up to the altar to be the one
to physically lay hands on my hip. Jeff was at my side; my mother was in
front of me.
As we all began to pray, Jeff prayed for me to receive
the healing word, for the fire of God to fall upon me, and for the pain
to be released from my bones. Then, the woman, who I’d never met,
brought forth what she was hearing in her spirit. Even though she
didn’t understand why, she said, “All I’m getting is
RE-ALIGNMENT.” I knew instantly what God wanted for me at that time
and moment - alignment of the curvature of the spine, healing for my
Scoliosis! I opened my heart, my spirit, to receive the healing miracle
that Jesus died for me to have and to receive as a child of the Most
High God.
Before I left, Jeff told me to continue to meditate,
pray, and stand on the words brought forth by the Lord through his
servants that morning. He said to pray all week, and if need be come
back the following Sunday and they’d lay hands on me again until
God’s promise for me was manifest.
By Thursday evening, July 5, I was beginning to have back pain like
I’d not felt in several years. I chalked it off to stress from
starting a new business, my husband, Dennis, being ill and losing his
biggest client, and my uncle being critically ill. I continued to pray
and also self-remedy or medicate. By Saturday, the entire left side of
my back was full of knots; I was in pain and could hardly move. Then our
dear friends, Daniel and Marlene DeJesus, called to check in on Dennis
since he’d been so sick with a cold. Daniel wanted to come and
minister to Dennis, and offered that he and Marlene would come and give
him a massage. When I heard that, I said, “I’M THE ONE WHO NEEDS A
MASSAGE!” They didn’t know I’d told Dennis earlier that day that I
was on the verge of investing some money in a massage. God knew what I
needed and sovereignly provided the massage through Daniel and Marlene.
I immediately jumped in my car and went to their home. There Marlene
gave me a very thorough, deep tissue massage on my left back. I walked
away sore as gee whiz but knew the hurt would be a healing one. Before
and after the massage we prayed for me, for Dennis, the girls, my
parents traveling to
Wichita
, and my uncle. They knew nothing about the words of knowledge I'd
received from the Lord on Sunday morning.
In the night of July 6, I woke up to a clear revelation: God was
gradually re-aligning my spine from glory to glory, and the muscles in
my back were not used to being in the new and normal position they were
being forced into by the progressive healing. I got up early Sunday
morning, paced around the house, knowing what God told me in the night.
I kept asking, “Really God, really?” I was almost giddy - overjoyed,
overwhelmed, and in absolute awe and amazement. I finally brought myself
to the defining moment. I went into the bathroom and stood in front of
the mirror to view a body that had not stood straight for 32 years. My
shoulders were even on both sides, my hips weren’t tilted askew, and
my arms hung straight at my sides!
God continues to align my spine and
heal my body even now. It wasn’t and hasn’t been instantaneous as I
thought it would and should be, but it is nonetheless a miracle. I’m
feeling stronger physically and spiritually than I have in a long time.
I don’t know why or can’t explain God’s progressive healing for
me, why He chose this for me, or why now. All I know is His grace and
mercies are available to us all. His miraculous healing power is there
for us all to embrace. We just need to open ourselves up, expecting God
to touch us. Just don’t tell Him how or when to do something. He’s
got HIS OWN PLAN IN MIND for us all. We just need to be still and know
that HE is God.
Much
love,
Kathy Vosburg
President, Principal Designer
