“Now as He was speaking with me, I was in a deep sleep on my face toward the ground; but He touched me, and set me upright.”
Have you ever wondered whether or not there is true healing in the hands of an anointed person? Do you ask yourself whether or not the blessed olive oil actually works in the hands of a healer? Working with my 13-yr old nephew to boost his science test scores, we flipped through a picture book of the human body for him to learn more information about puberty—yes, puberty. As I was going through the book, I noticed a Kirlian electromagnetic photo image of a healer’s fingertips. Apparently researchers wanted to know whether the act of laying-hands-on healing was true; so, they took special photos using an electromagnetic device to see if it would capture a physical change in or around the healer’s hands in the act of healing.
The first photo captured the blue electromagnetic field of the healer’s fingertips prior to contact with the sick. The second photo was an image of the fingertips while they were actually in the act of healing. Viewers could see a fiery white break within the circle of light surrounding the healer’s fingertips, while the hands were in the act of healing. This white-lighted area was the point of contact between the healer’s fingertips and the patient. It signaled the exact area where the transference of energy leaves the healer and enters the believer. Although I did not know this information previously, there is a very specific instance in my life when I changed the way I hugged other people.
As a young manager I was having an especially tiring day. Although, at the time, I had no idea it showed on my face; but, I was totally worn out. Deciding to take a much-needed break, I left my office. On the way, I ran into an older more seasoned manager, an Italian woman probably about forty at the time. We spoke often, and I trusted her wisdom, advice, and judgment. She took one look at me, and said, “Hi, are you okay?” “Oh, I’m fine.” I said, in that customary tone we use when we really want to keep others at a distance. “Oh?” She said softly, “Come here.” As I came to her, she pulled me towards her, and she hugged me, her two arms wrapping completely around my shoulders. I thought it was going to be that customary five-second hug people normally give each other, but she held on. Suddenly, I felt completely at ease and my entire body relaxed. I did not know it at the time, but I really, really needed that hug! “Do you feel better?” She asked. “Yes.” I said. “You sure?” She said, as she continued hugging me. “Yes,” I said again, limp in her arms, “I really needed that!” As I walked back to my office, I promised myself, from that day forward, if I hugged anyone, male or female, I would fully hug him or her, so hopefully, my hug would heal whatever ailed them.
In my favorite church, there is a specific point in the service where every person literally leaves their seat to greet one another. It is a combination of hugging, kissing, and shaking hands, depending on how well you know the other person. It is an act of gratitude, acknowledging God’s gift of experiencing yet another week together. If you are married or have children, hugging should be a given. However, as single New Yorkers, we can go without touching another human being for days, even months. New York City is a friendly city; but, not "touchy-feely" friendly. No matter what city you live in, if you plan on hugging someone, truly hug him or her. It transfers God's healing power to the other person, and there’s a pretty good chance it will cure whatever is ailing you too! L.
Study Reference: Daniel 8:18
From: "Healing Hands" In The Master's Hands: 365 Daily Devotions For Everyday Living.
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