He Sees, He Heals—And We Must Tell It

There are moments when God moves so undeniably that you know you’ve been seen by Him. This weekend, at the God’s Daughter Conference, I experienced that again—another divine reminder that He is Jehovah Rapha, the God who heals.

For the second year in a row, I stepped into this space in need of healing, and for the second year in a row, He met me there. I didn’t just witness miracles happening around me—I became one.

And the best part? The weekend isn’t even over yet.

Faith in Proximity

During the night session, Pastor Erica R. Moore began identifying groups of people who needed healing. First, she called out those struggling to walk—those who needed support just to take a step. I prayed for them, standing in faith that God would move. And He did! Testimonies of reduced pain and healing were happening all around me, and I rejoiced.

Then, she called out allergy issues. I had a tissue in my hand at that very moment, dealing with a runny nose, but I thought, This is for them, you are here to minister on the prayer team and support them. So I prayed, believing for their healing, not even thinking about myself. But then she got more specific, calling out deeper respiratory struggles—the very things I have been battling.

So I raised my hand.

As my sisters in Christ laid hands on me and prayed, I believed. I knew Jehovah Rapha was in the room, and I knew He had already declared healing over me. I was grateful that He saw me, grateful that they partnered with me in faith.

And then—He went beyond what I was asking for.

The Moment I Realized I Was Healed

While I was celebrating someone else’s healing, worshiping and rejoicing for what God was doing in her, I moved—and suddenly, I realized: The pain was gone.

Not just in one place. Not just a little. The pain that had been weighing me down, the inflammation that had made even simple movements difficult—it was gone.

And that’s when it hit me.

Last year, in this very same building, in what I believe was the exact same spot, God healed me. And here I was again, standing in faith for others, interceding, celebrating, and He did it again.

I feel so seen. So deeply loved by a God who not only knows our needs but meets them in ways that remind us just how intimately He is involved in our lives. I walked in expecting healing—but the way He did it? It was another reminder that He is Jehovah Rapha, the Lord who heals.

Faith Over Unbelief

One of my biggest prayers throughout the night was that unbelief would have no place in that room. I didn’t want it to be like when Jesus returned to His hometown, where people’s familiarity with Him prevented them from receiving His miracles. I rebuked doubt and stood in authority, making sure that faith had the final say.

And in the end, my faith aligned with my body’s location—and that faith made me whole.

When He Heals, We Must Tell It

But here’s the thing—when God moves, it’s not just for us.

After my healing, I sat in my seat, overwhelmed to tears and praising God. I turned to the sister beside me and told her, “I don’t feel pain.” And she celebrated with me.

The night before, we had talked about how I had experienced healing last year- in this same place and in the same way. I shared how Pastor Erica invited a woman with trouble walking up to the front, and as she took baby steps, I began to step in faith with her. What most didn’t know was that I had been so swollen, it was hard to bend my own knees. Yet, as I stepped with that sister in Christ, God supported me.

Before I knew it, I was leaping in celebration as her steps increased in speed. Then it hit me- you’re jumping! That was something I hadn’t been able to do before. But by God’s grace, I received my healing.

My sister asked, Did you tell Pastor Erica? Did you tell the media team?

I hadn’t.

I had kept quiet.

And I was about to do the same thing again.

But Scripture tells us, “They triumphed over him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word (utterance) of their testimony.” (Revelation 12:11)

We overcome when we speak about what God has done. And so, even though I’m not normally one to run up and grab a mic, I knew I had to share it. I stood on that stage and declared the goodness of God—not just for me, but for the others who needed to hear it.

Because part of overcoming is not allowing the victories of the Lord to be silent when the war and the efforts of the enemy are so loud.

If I had stayed in my seat, my testimony wouldn’t have encouraged someone else to believe for their healing. If I had kept quiet, I would have been denying someone the faith boost they needed to trust that God sees them too.

Defining Myself in Faith

This is what it means to truly define yourself in Christ—standing in faith, expecting Him to move, and embracing the fullness of who He has called you to be. Healed. Whole. Free. And unapologetic about declaring His goodness.

Jehovah Rapha sees. Jehovah Rapha heals. And El Roi—the God who sees—makes sure we know that we are never forgotten.

And when He moves? We tell it.