The weight of any curse spoken against you or your son has already been lifted by the one who became a curse for us. When the law listed its curses on Mount Ebal, the people cried out their acknowledgment that those curses were just. The law demanded perfection, and falling short meant standing under that judgment. But in the fullness of time, God sent His Son, born of a woman, born under the law, to redeem those under the law. Every curse that could fall on you was placed on Jesus. He was made a curse for us, so that in Him, the blessing of Abraham might come. You do not need to fear ongoing curses. If you are in Christ, the law’s condemnation has been silenced. You are no longer under the bondwoman’s child, the son of the flesh, but you are a child of promise, adopted into the Father’s family. The Spirit of His Son now cries in your heart, “Abba, Father.” That is your true standing. Pray, not out of dread that curses still cling to you, but out of the confidence that Christ has set you free indeed.
For your son, bring him to the Son of God, who has all authority over body, mind, and spirit. Healing is real, and Jesus healed many who were broken in every way. Sometimes healing comes in a moment; sometimes it unfolds gradually, through the natural processes God designed, as a body learns to regulate weight safely with wisdom and discipline. Both are divine. I pray for your son to find that steady path, that he would know the strength to make healthy choices and the patience to see change over time. But far deeper, I pray for the healing of his past hurts. The wounds that memory carries can be more crippling than any physical ailment. Jesus, the Son of David, bore not only our sins but our griefs and sorrows. He is near to the brokenhearted. There is a healing of the scars inside, a renewal of the mind, that is just as mighty as the healing of a blind eye. I ask that the Father would touch those hidden places, that the past would no longer shape his identity or dictate his future. You know the feeling of a parent watching a child suffer in ways that words cannot express. Yet the Father who did not spare His only Son, but gave Him up for us all, will also with Him freely give us all things. Trust that love for your son.
Remind your son that he is not defined by what has been done to him or by the lies that pain whispers. His true name is found in the Son. The question that echoes through the Gospels is, “Whose son is he?” Jesus is the Son of God, the only begotten, and whoever acknowledges the Son has the Father also. Your son, by faith, is an adopted son, an heir with Christ. That identity is stronger than any curse, any hurt, any shame. The centurion at the cross saw Jesus die and declared, “Truly this was the Son of God.” That same Son rose and now lives to intercede for us. He is able to save completely. So bring these very needs to Him, not as someone cowering under a threat, but as a son coming to a Father who loves to give good gifts.
I am praying that all of you will experience the times of refreshing that come when the past is blotted out. Do not carry guilt; do not carry the fear of curses. The blood of Jesus speaks a better word. May you and your son walk in the freedom of the children of God, with healed bodies, restored minds, and the deep peace of knowing that nothing can separate you from His love.