4th October 2023
Last night the succession of spirits I’ve had come to me or translated beings (unseen) culminated in someone coming into my room and handling my left ankle.
Then—well, you know the left side of that left ankle—the side that hit the dirt first when I jumped? Well, the being rebroke the outside bone of that ankle.
“OW. Okay—I wasn’t expecting that.” I said to the dark room and the unseen being who I knew was still there—emanating a comforting yet firm presence.
I could definitely feel that they broke it—although it was muted, and was perhaps 1/30th of the pain.
“Did you have to do that while I was awake??” I said to the room, as the pain amped up to perhaps 4x the initial pain.
I started to cry and cried into the night until I finally fell asleep.
In the morning, my ankle bone wasn’t sticking out anymore. It was healed.
What other times have I judged things to be awful, but were necessary steps towards healing? What other things need to be rebroken before they can be healed? The answer to that came clearly to me—and will come clearly to you as you think these questions.
Healing with Christ 