17.February.2026
As I mentioned previously, when people talk about operating in faith, especially when it comes to healing, there is often a common misunderstanding about what that actually means. Some assume it’s simply about not talking about your physical symptoms. Others, in certain traditions, go so far as to declare that a sickness doesn’t even exist in their body at all.
But I want to be clear: that is not the faith I am speaking of, and it is not what I walked out.
I can guarantee you, that symptom existed in my body. It was real. I could feel it. It bothered me physically. There was no denying what was there. And yet, from the moment I found that mass, something inside me knew, with a clarity that could only come from God, that I was not to put my mouth on it. I was not to speak it into further existence. I was not to meditate on it, name it, or give it any more life than it had already attempted to claim.
My immediate response was not to declare war on it with a diagnosis. It was to go to the Lord and ask simply: How do I respond? The answer I sensed was clear, do not identify it further. Do not speak about it further. Choose wisely who you tell. I was led talk with a small, specific group of women, trusted friends who understood the Word and who would stand in agreement with me. Not to gossip about it. Not to speculate about it. But to agree together that anything which comes against the body of a believer does not have the right to stay.
As believers, we acknowledge that something is real, and in the same breath, we deny its right to remain. That is not denial of reality, but is faith.
This is why the Word of God must hold higher authority in our lives than any symptom, any report, or any fear the enemy uses to steal, kill, and destroy (John 10:10). When I found that mass, I knew that the moment I allowed my thoughts to go beyond simply acknowledging it, the moment I began entertaining what it might be, what it might mean, where it might lead, I would be meditating on it. And what we meditate on, we feed. What we speak, we give life to.
So I chose not to. Actively, deliberately, and by faith.
Death and life are in the power of the tongue. Proverbs 18:21
The words of the reckless pierce like a sword, but the tongue of the wise brings healing. Proverbs 12:18
By your words you will be acquitted, and by your words you will be condemned. Matthew 12:36–37
Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up.
Ephesians 4:29
The tongue is a small part of the body, but it makes great boasts. Consider what a great forest is set on fire by a small spark. James 3:5–6
Now here is what I need you to understand, and please hear my heart on this.
This is not a story about something uniquely special about me. The Word does not say that a measure of faith was given to some. It says that God has dealt to every person the measure of faith. Romans 12:3. That means you. All of it belongs to you too.
Am I still growing in faith? Absolutely. There are areas where I am still stretching, still trusting, still learning to receive what is already mine. But what I did in this moment was not extraordinary, it was simply believing that the God of the universe loves me so completely, so personally, that when He sent His Son to die for me, He meant every word of every promise attached to it. I treated it like a checking account. The benefit was already deposited. I just had to walk up to the window and withdraw it.
So can you.
If I could learn to speak the Word, believe it, and receive it, you can too. Be encouraged. You are not on the outside of this. Greater is He who is in you than he who is in the world. 1 John 4:4
All I did was trust that God meant what He said, and that His love for me was big enough to back it up.
His love for you is just as big.
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