Goodbye Growth

A year ago, I had a growth develop on my face. Recall? It was bad. I went to a doctor. Besides a few remarks on it, he did nothing.

I treated it with food supplements, diet, and vitamins/minerals.

Anyway, it improved to a point. And that point, I did not still like. I grew hair. I wore bangs. And I let it be, because I saw it as a little mar spot.

Anyway, I was at small group. I had my friends pray for it. As I prayed for them, they prayed for me.

It's going. After my last small group meeting or was it two, whatever, I went home, and I took scissors, and I cut my bangs, which I use to hide it. I told God, "This is my vote you can fix it. I am acknowledging I believe you can heal it."

I cut my hair. I told my husband why I did it.

Well? What do you think happened? It's going. It is doing the opposite of growing.

Yeah. Perfect skin is coming back.

I believe God can heal those things I don't find beautiful, or I am sensitive about.

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