The Absolute Key to Healing

By Brian Baker

Blessings come in many ways, but usually, it starts with knowledge. Knowledge has been placed throughout the universe, and there are few who seek it or lay hold of its understanding. This book dives deep into the great mysteries of God. The key to absolute healing lies in understanding these mysteries.
Many Christians do not have life and have it more abundantly. They do not understand fully what Jesus has done at the cross.
All the teachings in this book are backed up by the Word of God. Apart from giving your life to Jesus Christ, the decision to read this book is probably one of the most important ones you will ever make as it pertains to healing.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christian Faith Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Jul 17, 2023
• ISBN: 9798887512501

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The Absolute Key to Healing

Brian Baker

ISBN 979-8-88751-249-5 (paperback)

ISBN 979-8-88832-387-8 (hardcover)

ISBN 979-8-88751-250-1 (digital)

Copyright © 2023 by Brian Baker

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Table of Contents

Introduction

Romans 8:20

The Judgment of God

John 8:1

What Is Sin?

Thorns and Thistles

The Teaching of the Fruitless Fig Tree

How to Pray for the Sick for Healing

Anointing with Oil

What Happens Physically

Healing in Your Own Body

About the Author

Introduction

Have you ever wondered how Jesus healed? How he raised the dead, made the lame walk, and caused the blind to see? Have you ever held someone's hand when they were sick and dying? Has your soul ever cried out so hard in prayer for someone, only to watch them suffer? Let me prove to you in the context of this book that healing is and will always be part of the ministry of Christ, and his ministry hasn't changed.

My name is Brian Baker. I was born and do currently live in the great state of Oklahoma. Before I tell you about the day I gave my life to Jesus, I must tell you about the first time he saved me in this world. When I was about six years old, I had a miraculous encounter with an angel. Now growing up in a church, we learned that heaven is for us and that Jesus loves us. And this information one day would save my life. Not only mine but my brother's and my mother's as well.

You see, my mom met this guy and, like all single moms, imagined he had good intentions. The truth is, he was an alcoholic and a local town sheriff as well. From the moment we moved in with him, he began beating my mother. Soon, he made my mother work dispatch at the local sheriff's office. While she was at work, he would beat on my brother and I. In theory, he was trying to toughen us up. I could tell you this was one of the worst times in my life, but then I wouldn't be able to tell you one of the greatest things that ever happened. I still remember that night as if it was yesterday forty-three years later.

On that night, my mom's boyfriend was real drunk. I could hear him and my mom fighting. I could hear him hitting her. My brother and I were lying on the floor in our room. We didn't have a bed but had a pallet on the floor. At that very moment, I couldn't take it anymore. I just couldn't. I remembered in Sunday school class that we were told that one day, we were going to be with Jesus in heaven. And I thought, Why wait? Why? Up until that point, life was not all that great for us. My mom struggled, and so did my brother and me. So I thought, Why wait? I put my hands together and said, Jesus, I want to go to heaven right now. I want to go now. I don't want to wait.

My brother said, Brian, don't leave me. He was scared just as I was.

I said, Jesus, I want to go, and I want you to take me and my brother and mother with me now!

Before I tell you what happened next, I want to explain some principles of the kingdom of God. Years later I would come to understand some of these principles. One, the kingdom of God belongs to the children. Thereby, when I said, I want to go to heaven, I was only saying what belongs to me. The Lord had to do something about that. It was impossible for him not to act. Plus, I called him out by his name, Jesus. You see, heaven and everything in it belong to me because I was a child. This is what needs to be taught in Sunday school.

Anyway, my dad was not around to support me and my brother and pretty much gave up parental rights at the time and walked away. Since I was the oldest male in the family and because my mother was on her own, therefore, by God's laws, I was the oldest. And last but not least, I had faith that I was talking to God in my prayer. I knew he could hear me. These are principles that we as adults could learn to grab ahold of. But back to the outcome of that night.

Shortly after my prayer, the whole room turned blue and white. The light was white but had a blue color to it. My mother soon flung the door open and was trying to get us out of there. You see, she had just found her keys to an old pinto we called Micky (after Mickey Mouse). This guy had taken her keys from here the moment we got there. Who knows how long we had been there, maybe a month or so. Anyway, she stood at the door telling us to get up. He had her by the hair, and all of a sudden, he disappeared into the living room. At that moment, my mom was telling him she was going to get more beer, and she rushed us out of the room. As soon as I saw him, I froze.

I froze because an angel had ahold of my mom's boyfriend. He was seated on the couch. I don't know if it was a loveseat or a full couch, but he was setting there trying to get up. And with one hand on his shoulder, this angel held him there. Now as a kid, some things look larger than they really appear. This angel was bigger than any man I had ever seen. He was not dressed like a man but, after all these years, I cannot remember what he was wearing. He motioned with his head and told me like telepathically to go with my mom. I still would not budge, and my mom was pulling me to go. Finally, he said to me telepathically again, Go. So I did.

As we got into our little car, I still can remember the yellow light from the kitchen window as we drove off. Back then, we had no car seats. And I was standing up, asking my mom if she saw the angel. I said, Mom, he's going to kill him. He's going to kill him. And I really thought he was. My mother and brother never saw what I saw. They never heard his words. But I can guarantee you angels are real, and I will never forget him.

As I grew up, I put that in the back of my mind. From time to time, I would think about it. This molded me into the individual that I became. I really never feared death after that. I believed I could endure more pain than most. I believed that no matter what, my angel would come, and Jesus would look out for me. And over the years, I started to believe that it was my job to defeat evil by any means necessary and that this was my purpose in life. And that purpose led me to good things to help people and to protect those who couldn't. But it also led me to really bad situations. I was quick to violence. I was willing to take it as far as a person wanted to go. Knives, guns, fists, baseball bats, it didn't matter.

I wanted to join the Marines but was on a wild path. But my stepdad told me, You're either going to prison or the Marine Corps. They are looking for guys like you. He knew I was quick to violence. In high school, I was coming home every weekend bruised up and broken from fistfights. I don't know if the Marine Corps helped a whole lot. But it did give me some control of myself. But after many years, I came to the end of myself. I was so tired of life. And this is where once again Jesus saved me.

That day was October 4, 2011. I was at the end of my rope and couldn't climb it anymore. The daily grind of get up and shut up for me was over. I was done. My body and mind were worn down from rotating shifts at my job. The bills and the never-ending pressures just kept coming. I just wanted to end it all. October 4 was the day. My wife and I were fighting when I wanted to end my life. I look back and though it is very sad; it was the greatest day of my life.

On that very night, while sleeping in my truck in a Walmart parking lot in Ardmore, Oklahoma, I gave my life to my Lord Jesus Christ. From then on, I have sought the Lord as hard as I possibly could. I have told you all this so you would know a little bit about me and about my journey. But we must move on and let me explain to you what God has shown me about healing.

I have tried to make these revelations as easy to understand as possible. With that being said, sometimes the Bible is not so easy. So likewise, some of these teachings might be hard for you to absorb the first time reading them. I go over things and say the same things a lot, like the phrase Jesus is life. I do this so you will get it deep down in your soul. That being said, you may have to read a chapter, then read it again to fully understand it. The first time I read Hebrews, I didn't understand it; but after about twenty times and the Lord working with me, it began to make sense. And this writing took years and years of studying and learning, six or seven years, so pay attention.

There are so many who depend on us to seek and find. Creation cries out for healing. We must never quit never give up until we come to the full understanding of what our Lord Jesus Christ has done.

I remember the first time I ever prayed for someone for healing; it didn't go as planned. He was at a truck stop. He was shaking in the car with what appeared to be Parkinson's disease. His wife was pumping gas. And I felt like the Lord wanted me to pray over him. I even told my son. And he said, Go do it. But because I was brand-new, like two months into Christ,