faith when healing is silent.

How to keep your fire in the silence.

Friend, are you stuck in the waiting room of healing?

Maybe you saw your breakthrough coming, movement happening, and infirmities shifting. Maybe you saw Him eviscerate boulders, watched the cross start to bear your load, and then looked down to be startled by the depth of your wounds. Scorched by silence.

Stagnant. Abandoned. Again.

I know there are those of you here. I know there are those who feel abandoned in the waiting, who are convinced that their time is up because their healing has stopped moving and God has become painfully noiseless. That they’ll be crippled forever and their freedom is limited. The need for the body of Christ to feel a divine connection, a reassurance that their deliverance is real and personal, is urgent. Urgent enough that God whispered to me a reminder of His character and a reminder about repairing the human heart: He is in the process of healing, He is not in the pressure of healing.

God is in the process, not the pressure. The pressure to be at the finish line, the pressure to be cured, the pressure to be a new person – the anxious urgency to claim “freedom” is not God. Sunk down in the muddy trenches of heartache is where He is. He is mourning with you. He is feeling every nick and cut the battle has left on you. He’s feeling the pain of the unfinished process. See, for those of you with a count on your heart: 2 years without relent from attacks, 6 months without hope, 4 months without reprieve: I tell you that God is walking through the suffering with you, but He has not resigned to it’s permanence. The difference between the process and the pressure is that pressure breeds doubt and uncertainty. It’s obsessed with the numbers and timelines. It’s the worst doctor. It kneads hopelessness like a dough, twisting it into anxiety. It thinks, “If the fight has lasted this long, it will never end.” It rushes through healing and decrees there is no perfect timing. It believes now is better than complete. But remember that you are waiting for a God deliverance, not a world deliverance.

World deliverance is imperfect and incomplete – it might allow you to walk again, but it’ll leave you with a limp. God deliverance is perfect in timing and wholly complete.

What broke you can not fix you – the world is your infirmity, thus it can not be your physician. Stop waiting for deliverance and healing that shows up as abrupt and crude as your wounds did. Child, stop expecting a deliverance that is quick and shallow. As deep as your pain is, your redemption will flood deeper. From the inside out, from the bottom to the top, there is far too much care to be taken with the reparations of your soul to happen overnight.

God is destroying things you cannot see to free you for victories you can not imagine.

And He won’t launch you into a season of freedom if you have not been completely freed. He won’t send you into the Promised Land with ghosts at your back.

Therefore, echo this revelation of the devil’s plan: he is taking advantage of the invisible, lying to you, and mischaracterizing God’s holy war. He says there is silence because God has forgotten, he says your battle has stretched on so long because God can’t deliver. He attacks the intentions of God because he knows God is clearing out hurts that are still invisible to you yet. And He’d rather do so quietly than take you down every gash of your brokenness. The enemy sees the tidal wave of goodness God is preparing to unleash and wants to take you as far away from the shore as possible. But I urge you: arm your heart. Dig your toes deeper into the sand, stay planted to the shore. Stay ready and waiting for the release of the wave. Know that the mightiest fights aren’t always the noisiest. Silent battles are every inch as necessary to your season of freedom. And in your most desperate moments, crouched on the floor, trembling inside, hallowed and wrecked, speak this over yourself until your heart begins to shift: the promise of my captivity season is reinforced by every attack; the stronger the discouragement, the more fearful my enemies. And the more fearful my enemies, the greater the power is within me. My God will not relent, I am made for freedom.

Close your eyes, and audibly pray this over yourself:

God is fighting in the stillness. He did not make me to be half-alive. I refuse to live half-free. Thriving is real. If I have seen it, I can live it. God, make me feel the heat of working truth, make me feel Your promise. Bring me to life again.

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