Wes Carlisle

My healing journey began in our cabin in northern Alberta in the early ’90s. I remember sitting on the floor crying out to God, asking Him how I could get back on my feet, how I could walk with Him. I felt like I had a spiritual flu. I was too heartsick to get up and perform. I had spent years studying God’s Word, only to slip back into judging who God was by my own circumstances. God answered me immediately with an astounding idea. He simply said, “Look at who I am.”