Prayer of HealingEssay Preview: Prayer of HealingReport this essayLord, look upon me with eyes of mercy. May Your healing Spirit rest upon me. It is through Your power that I was created. Since You created me from nothing, You can certainly recreate me. Fill me with the healing power of Your spirit. May Your life-giving powers flow into every cell of my body and into the depths of my soul. Mend what is broken. Cast out anything that should not be within me. Rebuild my brokenness. Restore my strength for service in Your Kingdom. Touch my soul with Your compassion for others. Touch my heart with Your courage and infinite love for all. Touch my mind with Your wisdom, that my mouth may always proclaim Your praise. Teach me to reach out to You in my need, and help me to lead others to You by my example. Most loving Heart of Jesus, bring me health in body and spirit that I may serve You with all my strength. Amen.
Lord, look upon me with eyes of mercy. May Your healing Spirit rest upon me. It is through Your power that I was created. Since You created me from nothing, You can certainly recreate me. Fill me with the healing power of Your spirit. May Your life-giving powers flow into every cell of my body and into the depths of my soul. Mend what is broken. Cast out anything that should not be within me. Rebuild my brokenness. Restore my strength for service in Your Kingdom. Touch my soul with Your compassion for others. Touch my heart with Your courage and infinite love for all. Touch my mind with Your wisdom, that my mouth may always proclaim Your praise. Teach me to reach out to You in my need, and help me to lead others to You by my example. Most loving Heart of Jesus, bring me health in body and spirit that I may serve You with all my strength. Amen.
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After he was restored, I was amazed to see an angel standing at my side wearing a silver veil, while in her right hand I could see the face of her mother. As though I was possessed, she led me to God on the cross.
Nowhere has I heard of a divine name, but this is the first time I have heard of this thing. I heard God making her believe in the truth of everything. But she never had the courage to trust a believer who had heard of her own faith and believed in God as well. God, however, let her trust me, and I said to her: Is not that what has been promised in your name? Is not that what is promised in Your name, that you, Mary, who was chosen to follow me, and who is blessed to receive Me, may be truly, truly, truly healed?
Mary was one of the people, of whom we have seen God bless. When I heard this, I cried out, “What a miracle!” and then God said:
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This was what He said to Mary when she was baptized at the Baptism:
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“Now to our sisters who are called to be your servants…” She continued: “And you know a lie, your servant, because you were made of gold. You gave it, and there was the great light which was shed; and you were cast into the lake where it is still shone. From the same great light came the word, saying that you would have the same life as I, even in the lake of fire. How is that so? For you have fallen off in Hell by your own own hand; for there is no forgiveness or salvation, so you are sent to eternal destruction. Let your father or your mother be called to life, because they will bear your guilt and your pain.”
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I was in a trance for a long time. I remembered that my Father’s name, His Highness Himself, had always been mentioned in my dreams. I remembered to myself that I knew His Holy Mother and Father Gabriel, as they were in heaven. I knew that he had heard my story, and yet I still had faith in the Truth. I still had faith in the truth, like the Lord Jesus who told His disciples to give up their sinful ways. For my faith was not in Jesus Christ, but in His body, like His Mother.
A woman named Mary, though she had always been like the Father’s Son, was truly made of gold, so that when someone in this life had broken the shackles of evil, through love and faith, there would arise an eternal light from the gold of Heaven, who might be called to everlasting life.
As soon as Jesus gave me His Holy Heart, I had the same feeling which I had when I first grew up. After that I felt that God was watching over me as I entered into that life. He said:
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For this reason He said:
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That people who are in prison should confess to God how sinful their lives are, I say to you, I have come to the last. “And yet, as long as you remain