It is said that with the faith of a mustard seed we can move mountains. As a young child this always intrigued me as I would ponder the possibility. I often wondered if I truly had enough faith. My dear sister often tells me that all things are possible through faith. How does one start to find faith? It is simple. I found mine through prayer.
Two years ago for my birthday my sister Gwendalynn gave me a book that changed my life forever. This book is Remembering Wholeness: A Personal Handbook for Thriving in the 21st Century, by Carol Tuttle. Inside this book are concepts based on faith. She helps people to heal wounds of all kinds through positive energy. I related to this book because I had deep wounds that were in desperate need of healing and somehow her words resonated deep within my soul. It just made sense. Based on quantum physics how can it be argued? Her words were bandages that covered my open wounds and I, having faith in them, began to heal.
Carol speaks of angels who are just hanging out waiting to assist us, all we have to do is ask. I love this and often in my hardest hours will enlist my angels in assisting me in my times of need. I was a full-time working mother of five children and would often feel overwhelmed and that there wasn’t enough time in my day to accomplish all that had to be done. I can truly attest that my angels would help ease my burdens during those times and assist me in my righteous endeavors to be a better mother and wife. How do I know this? Through faith.
I’ve had some pretty traumatic experiences in my life. Often times I carried with me hate and anger, which would ultimately manifest itself in sickness. I remember last summer my children asking me how I could forgive someone for doing horrible things to me. Anyone who has carried the burden and pain of resentment knows what an ugly and dark place life can be. It was through faith in a better tomorrow, a hope for renewed happiness, and through Christ that I was finally able to set myself free. Through prayer and earnest seeking for relief I was finally able to forgive and allow love to take the place of hate. How did I finally forgive and move on past the chains of bitterness? By exercising faith.
I have searched high and low for physical as well as mental healing. I have tried everything from having blessings administered, Tapping, to The Healing Codes. I have often been desperate to remove my personal demons which would feel like they were slowly eating away my soul. Many times the road was dark and gloomy and felt hopeless. But my sister is correct in her statement…it is ultimately faith that heals, that is the core truth to any type of healing no matter which way one goes about it.
As told in the New Testament, people would only but need to touch the very robes of Christ to be healed. Why can’t we then, having faith in the knowledge of that truth, heal ourselves in the same way? The concept is mind-boggling but excites me to the core! Does the road to wholeness need to be one of grief and hard work? My sister says it doesn’t need to be. Why cant we, like in the days of old, simply reach out and touch His robes? I believe we can…with the simple and pure faith of a mustard seed.