How To Strengthen Your Breathing

How To Strengthen Your Breathing

I had Asthma (a respiratory disorder you can’t breathe) all my young life. I wheezed, was short of breath and stayed home sick, a lot. It wasn’t until I got married, saved and learned how healing really worked; that I received mine.

Asthma inhalers were my best friends for a while even after I got married. I puffed on all types. The hospital emergency room became a frequent haven to get injections and breathing treatments. The wintertime was always bad for me. Cold weather triggered a cold, allergies or the flu. I’m trying to make a long story very short, but if youclaim Asthma; I think you can identify with everything that I say. I used flometers, a breathing contraptions that looked like an accordion, and don’t forget the oxygen (via mask and nasal cannula). When the doctors wanted to put me on steroids (Prednisone – in pill form and inhalers), I wanted it to end. I was sick and tired of being sick and tired.

By 1981, I was the mother of two children and by now I smoked a pack of cigarettes a day (wow, the danger of second-hand-smoke & expense of the cigarettes). At the time, no one told me that smoking didn’t help my condition. I didn’t see anything about smoking being ano, no in the Bible, but I was told that smoking made you get into an early grave and that the smell lingered on your body, no matter if you smoked hours ago.

One year, about 1987, right before Christmas, I was so sick with an Asthma attack that my husband had to rush me to the hospital. I promised God that if He would deliver me out of the hospital, I would not smoke again. I quit almost cold turkey’, by chewing Nicorette gum (I didn’t know any better and I chewed the stuff, it left soars all in my mouth; couldn’t eat any spicy foods for a long time). Both my husband and I quit together (he used regular chewing gum bless his heart). And let me say now, cigarettes are drugs. It’s difficult to quit.

OK, so now I was a little better, but I still needed my inhaler now and then, but not as often as before. I kept inhalers all over the house, in my purse, in the car and extras in the medicine closet. I was dependent on a puff’ if I got SOB (no, I’m not cussin’ it meansshort of breath). I was young and asthma controlled my life. That was before I learned that Jesus bore all sickness and all diseases when He went to the cross. Back then they didn’t call it Asthma, or Consumption, but He conquered it all.

One Sunday as I was walking up the steps of the church and had to go up some more steps when I got inside, I pulled out my trusty inhaler to take a puff in order to get me up the last flight of stairs. An Usher that I knew said to me,You don’t have to use that, and that’s all he said. I was stubborn at first and took my puff I wanted instant relief. It took awhile for the Holy Spirit to instill in me that I could be delivered from Asthma and being SOB (By whose stripes ye were healed, I Pet. 2: 24).

I trained myself to concentrate on my breathing. When I would get short of breath, I would slow my breathing down, and not panic. I didn’t throw my inhalers away all at once but I prayed, and put my trust in the Holy Ghost to help me (I believe, help thou mine unbelief Mark 9:24). Before I stopped the inhalers, I stopped the pills (Prednisone). I had heard too much about steroid use a long time ago. I also didn’t need the extra weight gain that the pills caused (I didn’t care if it was muscle).

I have been Asthma free for about 20 years now. That’s something else that I had to do. I had to confess that I didn’t have Asthma. When I would fill out a family history, I would not circle Asthma. The curse of Asthma is broken and so is any other ailment. I am not a carrier. If any doctor would question me over what was in my records I tell them that God has healed me of that. I do not claim’ high blood pressure, anemia, confusion or anything else like that (Also be wise here if you are allergic to a medication, let somebody know. Don’t be foolish). It may take time to change, but most of all it takes FAITH!

Ms.V

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