Jesus Never Leaves Anyone the Same (My Story)
- Bunmi
- Jun 18
- 4 min read
Updated: 4 days ago
Hi from Bunmi.
One thing I'm passionate about is that Jesus heals. He healed people using spit and dirt (wild), by saying "Be clean," and God healed a guy (Naaman) of leprosy in the Old Testament by telling him to dip in a river seven times.
Maybe I wouldn't be such a believer in how Jesus heals if He hadn't done it for me.
For a long time I struggled badly. I need headphones, a special card that explained why I COULD NOT SPEAK THAT DAY SO PLEASE LET ME WRITE STUFF DOWN AND DON'T GET MAD AT ME FOR IT I'M NOT BEING RUDE (you'd be surprised by the number of people who think you're being bratty or bad when you're actually having a truly hard time), and stayed home a lot because outside was too difficult.
The world outside felt like whatever the opposite of Disneyland is. Instead of rides, fun, churros, and cool stuff to see, it was kinda torturous.
Too bright lights, too loud sounds, way too many people, too dirty, food that really stressed me out, and I couldn't interact in a way that connected me to people.
So yeah, the opposite of Disneyland.
I had ways of dealing. Headphones, going out when the fewest people were going to be there, or just bracing myself.
At the end of most days I was very tired. Not in a regular way, but like someone who had been fighting all day long and wondered if I was meant to be here at all. Clearly I wasn't calibrated for this place, I thought.
One day I was in my kitchen and was holding my plastic card that explained stuff. "Hi. I'm Bunmi. I'm not being rude. Can I write things down instead of talking?" is basically what it said. It came in really handy at doctor's appointments, mechanic's garage, etc.
So I was standing there. And I felt Jesus. His presence is special. It's warm. It's love. It's rich in power but not in a way that is there to hurt. He carries an authority I've never felt in anyone or anything. And He's gentle.
I felt Him ask me to cut up the card.
I was scared.
I need it after all. It's VERY important.
People get mad when you don't act like what they're used to seeing.
But I did.
From that day on I never struggled to speak again.
I learned something.
Jesus wanted to heal me.
So I started asking for help with other stuff.
Sounds. Noise.
And indeed, He helped me.
One by one, He'd show me a way. He leads and helps like that. Intimately. It wasn't one size fits all. It was a little lamb (me) toddling behind the Shepherd (Jesus).
For food, He helped me undertand why I couldn't live on Starbursts and crunchy things. He showed me a few vegetables that I like. He introduced me to soups. He helped me get over how gross I found meat sometimes.
He helped me see when fear was keeping me home or controlling me in some other way.
I would say this verse:
"For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind."
2 Timothy 1:7
And I would believe it. I believed Jesus had given me power over everything. I believed He did that for me.
I wasn't trying to become a new person. I was wanting to fully inhabit who He made me as.
Maybe a bit of a weirdo but a weirdo who could do all kinds of stuff.
I think sometimes people on the spectrum or with any kind of neurodivergence or their parents think healing any part of yourself will in some way erase who they/you are.
No, not at all. It just means the parts that hurt you can fall away.
I still like being at home.
But I'm not afraid to go out.
I still prefer candy, fried things, crunchy things, but I enjoy romaine lettuce, red onions, pickles (I know, I know), and some other vegetables.
I am still a bit offbeat and see things differently. I do make more typos than the average person (so if you see some, sorry). But I'm learning to read things over and let the rest slide.
I don't have a huge gang of friends, I've never wanted that, to be honest. I like being quiet and in dreamland. But Jesus helps me understand others and even myself. He helps me see where I fit in. Where I can help and receive help.
I still love stickers & stuffed animals. The parts of me that make me, me are still there. When Jesus heals you, He doesn't take the unique parts of you that make you special to Him. He takes the part of you that are hurting you.
Where do I start?
I find it helps to tackle one thing that hurts you or holds you back at a time. Bring something to Him in prayer and ask Him to help you.
Read stories about Jesus healing people. It's easy to believe that He doesn't do things the same way, but He does. He hasn't changed. Just let Him cook.
And tell fear, that it has to go in the name of our best friend Jesus.
Jesus wants to heal. He can heal. And He's willing. He does it in His own way.
Just like in the Bible. Have faith. And if you're running low, you can say, "Help my unbelief"
lots of love, Bunmi
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