My mother has been ill for months. What we first thought was a flu that had its grip on her, and then hoped was pneumonia has finally been diagnosed. And there is our collective fear-Cancer.
I believe wholeheartedly in the power of prayer, in the healing touch of Jesus. I have seen enough evidence to know, beyond the shadow of a doubt, these things still happen, are still possible. And yet I wrestle still with all the things I have prayed for and not received the answer my heart longed for. I know God is ever & always on His throne, that He works all things for good (even disease). The most awful things in my life have always brought startling blessings into my life...but I am having trouble remembering that just now.
One of the things that make dealing with this so difficult (and there are many, as you might imagine) is that all the things I know are true, that I would say to comfort my mother, my sisters, my step-father, sound trite and glib even to my ow

"YES"
This morning at church, during worship, I let my heart plead with God more on this. What I saw was sun beams streaming through the clouds (one of my favourite sights here) and I knew I stood in the presence of God. And I heard Him whisper in my ear one word-"yes". I have been asking for a lot of different things lately, but this disease was at the forefront of my mind today.
I suppose I will have to wait to learn what the "yes" was for. Perhaps, being a generous & loving Father, there were several gifts tied up in that one promise.
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