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This Balm is Divine




If I could package a divine healing balm and wrap it real pretty and tie it with a bow, I would. I would give it out as gifts to all my friends and family who are hurting as we enter the holiday season.

It was last week, in fact, when I came home late in the evening and discovered as I got ready for bed that the left side of my lip was sore and puffy and felt lacerated. I remembered a Christmas gift my good friend and mentor, Helen, gave me years ago so I went into my medicine cabinet to find it: Bag Balm! Helen told me that it always works and heals quickly. I rarely get cold sores or lip sores so I forgot all about the balm. It has amazing properties and just like Helen said, it worked thoroughly and effectively. By morning, my lip was healed.

But there’s a greater healing. For several months now, our Life Group has done an intense study on the Blood of Jesus. His Blood is powerful. It changes people and situations. It restores the prosperous and the poor. It improves circumstances. It is all sufficient. It heals, it helps, it cleanses and it delivers. It can’t be contained in a gift box with a bow, but it’s the greatest gift to give. Likewise, it is the best gift a hurting person can receive. I’m giving it today as I pray for those who phoned me this week for prayer. I’m pleading the Blood of Jesus on the one who is financially strapped, on the one whose spouse wants to leave, and on the one who faces surgery. In fact, I can’t think of anybody who can’t use it. It’s that good of a gift! This Balm is divine and I'm thankful for it.



This post links to Spiritual Sundays hosted by Charlotte.

Comments

  1. Amen, thanks for your precious prayers my friend, love you.

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  2. What a blessing your post is! It seems that we are all hurting. I just found your blog, and have enjoyed reading it, and look forward to your next post. Drop by for a visit.

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  3. This is so timely for me... I always plead protection and cleansing by the shed blood of Jesus, and I realize how powerful the death of our Lord was... but to read your words so beautifully written was such a sweet healing balm to my soul.

    I sure could use the blood of Jesus in my life today.

    Thank you for the encouraging words you always write on your blog, Mary! It was a blessing for me to come by here today.

    Love
    Lidia

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  4. I am thinking of the old song, There is a balm in Guiliad. Blessings this holiday, and yes prayers for those suffering.

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  5. AMEN Girlfriend! I am always blessed when I come here. THANK YOU for continuing to be HIS willing/living vessel.

    Hugs,
    andrea

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  6. This reminds me of the old hymn There Is A Balm in Gilead. I had a lot of cold sores when I was growing up. I wish I had had a friend like yours who provided me with that wonderful balm. ( i just noticed that Gayle mentioned the same hymn that I did. She probably spelled it right though.)
    Blessings,
    Charlotte

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  7. Indeed, there is a balm in Gilead, that heals the wounded soul! So thankful for that.

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  8. I've been away from blogging for a couple of months due to work busyness but I was meant to come here today and read this. Thank you for this encouraging reminder of the power of the blood of Jesus Christ.Through you the Lord has shown me how to pray over a particular matter.God bless.

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  9. Wonderful post. Thank you for sharing. Blessings.

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  10. I haven't thought about Bag Balm in years, but it was often handed out to new, nursing moms for relief during those early days or nursing.

    God's balm has many, many, many a time assuaged a sore soul in this mortal. Sometimes I forget to seek it out, but when I remember I am always amazed that it never runs out; never runs dry.

    Great is His faithfulness!

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  11. I haven't thought about Bag Balm in years, but it was often handed out to new, nursing moms for relief during those early days or nursing.

    God's balm has many, many, many a time assuaged a sore soul in this mortal. Sometimes I forget to seek it out, but when I remember I am always amazed that it never runs out; never runs dry.

    Great is His faithfulness!

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  12. Beautiful words woven together as balm for my heart! God is good -- and never more so than when our hearts are hurting. I've felt it many times.

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  13. I love your post! thanks for sharing..God bless you..loves soraya

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  14. Hi Mary -

    Yes - Amen - The blood of JESUS is precious and powerful beyond anything that we can comprehend.
    Hallelujah!

    Thank you, Mary, for your love and generous heart for our Lord and others. Truly, you are appreciated, dear lady of GOD!

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  15. Thanks for your reminder that the blood of Jesus has the power to heal anything! Wishing a Happy Thanksgiving for your family! Peggy

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  16. There is nothing better than being healed by the soothing, peaceful hands of The Great Physician!

    Wishing you and yours a very Happy Thanksgiving!

    GOD BLESS!

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  17. Oh the Blood of Jesus...thank you for sharing this. As I read this I'm praying for the blood of Jesus in a friends circumstances! Awesome! I do hope this posts I've not checked into Foxfire yet!! Enjoy your Thanksgiving... we have so much to be thankful for!!

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  18. By His stripes we are healed! His blood was shed for us for the remission of sins, Praise God! Thank you for this wonderful post, and may you have a blessed Thanksgiving!
    Laurie

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  19. Amen Mary! So VERY Thankful for the Blood of Jesus.

    I hope You and Your precious Family have a Blessed and VERY Happy Thanksgiving!

    Love you!!

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  20. I tell ya, you are a great nurse for those awesome advices!!!

    Happy Thanksgiving sister Mary! God bless you and protect you!

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  21. Indeed His blood is powerful! I'm reminded of that song, "What can wash away my sin? Nothing but the blood of Jesus! What can make me whole again? Nothing but the blood of Jesus!"

    Hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving!
    Charlotte

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  22. This reminds me of a song we often sing in Church: "It reaches to the highest mountain; and it flows to the lowest valley; O the blood that gives me strength from day to day; It will NEVER LOSE ITS POWER!"

    There's nothing more powerful than the blood of Christ. Amen!

    Have a blessed week!
    Rina

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