Dear brothers and sisters in Christ. On 12th of October 2022, I am pleased to announce that I am healed of HSV2 Genital Herpes. Hallelujah and all glory to God! I’ll do my best to keep it short. I am a 29-year-old male. I came to know the Lord when I was 12 and faithfully attended church, cell group, and even served in ministry. I did my best to be a good example for the Lord.
However, over the years, I found that in my own strength I only found disappointments at myself and the church. It became harder to approach God because I was so caught up about the law, my own conduct, holiness and righteousness. It led to anxiety and depression via the constant self-beating I would give myself to line myself up with the law.
After a failed relationship. I was 27 and jaded, still a virgin and I just wanted to let myself loose. I stopped praying, seeking God and distanced myself from the Church. I went prodigal.
At this point I was still living with crippling anxiety and depression and going after short flings to nurse that emptiness and loneliness I was experiencing. Concurrently I was on full on “self-help” mode, tried to practice mindfulness, read a ton of self-help books and etc. While that yielded some progress it was never truly life changing.
Fast forward to 2022, in July, I had a rude awakening in the form of blisters at my genital region, I thought it was a pimple, but I knew deep down that it was different because there was pain and soon after blisters began to form.
I went to the doctors, and they confirmed that this was HSV2 Genital Herpes through a PCR swab from the blisters. My heart sank at the dismal diagnosis. I thought to myself that I am going to live with this for the rest of my life, no girl is gonna want to date, marry or start a family with me ever and etc. What a mess I’ve become…!
I was left with no choice except to believe that I would be healed by God. I was at the end of myself. I wanted to see if God’s Goodness was actually real. I decided to reach out to my pastor and cell group leader and told them everything, I needed witnesses for God to be glorified even if that meant putting myself in a negative light/impression.
Interestingly, my pastor only spoke to me about the love of God and never even mentioned the word “healing” to me that day. I made it my sole focus since then. I was going to believe that God is good and His love for me exceeds everything. It exceeds my love for myself, my parent’s love for me, my friend’s love for me or anything in this world. That His love is so deep and beyond anything I can describe.
I compiled a list of healing scriptures, promises, and verses that build my faith. Every day I would confess,
“I am the righteousness of God in Christ Jesus, and by His Stripes I am healed”.
I memorized Isaiah 5:35
“But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised our iniquities, the chastisement for our peace was upon Him, and by His Stripes we are healed”
I repeated this verse regardless of how I felt. I partook of holy communion as often as I could. I would find worship songs and soak in His presence. I listened to sermons by Joseph Prince, Gregory Dickow, Bill Johnson, Derek Prince, Creflo Dollar and basically any preacher that was preaching about the Grace of God and healing. I went to testimonyshare to look for healing testimonies and became convinced that God too wants to heal me like the people within this wonderful community.
It wasn’t easy or smooth sailing, there were days I just wanted to give up, or felt like a fool, symptoms would reappear, had a bad day, I slipped up here and there, but this time I focused on Jesus’ perfect work on the Cross and not my performance or discipline/failures. Jesus suffered so I didn’t have to.
So, I decided that I would stop beating myself up and be grateful for everything Christ had done for me. During my journey I was always looking for a sign to know that I was healed. I never got that sign. But on occasion I would feel the peace of God flowing in my being.
After a straight month of no symptoms. I decided that I would be healed in October and take that step of faith with the peace of God being my sign.
Friends, God wants to heal you ASAP. Sickness and disease do not come from Him to punish you or get you to straighten up. Taste and see that the Lord is good! Ask, believe that you have received it and it will be yours. I believed with my heart like a kid would expect Santa come down a chimney during Christmas (Santa doesn’t exist but you get my point).
Why did I decide 3 months before testing again? I wanted the victory from God to be indisputable. IGG Blood tests are more accurate as time passes especially past 12 weeks. I didn’t want the test to have a chance of a false negative. I believed I was healed long before I decided to test in October (even though I still had symptoms).
On 11th October I was ready to test. Still not having my sign from God or audible voice to tell me to go get tested. I had to step out in faith even though it risked disappointment. But I felt the peace of God, I knew God loves me very much, He is all powerful, Jesus died on the cross and shed his blood and bore stripes on His body for everything I could ever need.
Without faith it is impossible to please God. I called the clinic and got my queue number, and it was number 39. I told myself like that story of Jesus and the 10 lepers, I was going to present myself to the priests (i.e. doctors) and if there’s any doubt or possibility of me still not being fully healed, that I would be healed as I made my way to the clinic.
As I took the bus and train to the clinic, I worshipped with music in my earphones, confessed that I am healed on my way to the clinic. Suddenly I felt the Holy Spirit tugging on my heart saying, you have already been healed, be bold and go show yourself to the doctor. I felt the need to check my queue number just to get it right and immediately I felt this voice asking me. How many stripes did Jesus took for you, my son?
I checked and it was 39! While I don’t know the significance of that number It did light something up in my spirit. Jesus took the maximum number of stripes just slightly short of death (40 less one) for maximum suffering before going to the cross to die, be buried and then resurrect. There’s no way His healing is not complete in my life!
Long story short. After my blood was drawn. I felt peace and rest. I had fought the good fight of faith. The fight in essence is “labouring to enter His Rest”, just to be clear, it’s not how long and loud you can pray until you see your breakthrough. It is remaining in His peace, being at rest and trusting in His finished work for as long as you can. Speak out and use the sword of the spirit if anything negative threatens you out of that position of rest.
Alas, I decided I had no reason to worry about the outcome anymore. On 13th October I wondered why the clinic didn’t call me to tell me my results. I checked my email and found the medical report in pdf format.
Hallelujah! HSV 1 and 2 IGG test “Non-reactive”. I am HEALED! God is a healer! He is the same yesterday, today and forevermore.
This is a fresh testimony! I just want to say that God restores unlike any other. Not only am I healed now. But I have the confidence that I can believe God for everything in my life with boldness. Compared to the past where I still hadn’t gotten Herpes. I was spiritually dead. But now I am alive again!
Praise the Lord and all Glory to God! To anyone out there believing for healing. Focus on His love for you. Believe that you are the righteousness of God in Christ through faith and receive His Grace freely, stop condemning yourself or focusing on your ‘religion’.
When you truly understand the love of God, being obedient suddenly becomes a delight. Reading His word, worshiping and the standard Christian “disciplines” becomes pleasure when you’re really really really be convinced of His love for you.
I might go as far as to say, even if you can only focus on one verse, and nothing more. It is enough. Don’t compare yourself with other people’s journey and use their devotion to make a framework or methodology to get healed. Do what you can to express your faith. Whether through holy communion, fasting, worship, anointing oil, confessing the Word. Whatever it is. As long as it is an expression of faith and not fear of missing out (FOMO). It is enough for God to use it.
Know that even if your prayer and worship is lacking even if you fail and sin, Jesus our perfect lamb is already more than enough. Don’t give up and hold on to your faith! I love you guys and God Bless you! Remember to give God the glory when you are healed. Amen