Saturday, February 19

Our God is Healer.

     The words I wish to use I won't, I just cannot seem to find them.

     Two days ago I found myself speechless. Rarely am I literally speechless. I was sitting in my car, on my way to school, thinking. Thinking...an act done without words but yet so powerful. I was reflecting on the words I had been exposed to hours previously. A great man, who I consider to be another father, had been prepared for surgery to remove his re-occurring Cancer, was closed up without surgery because the Cancer had spread too much.
     
      My God is Healer. My God is Provider. My God is Comfort. My God is Giver of Life. My God is...

      My God is the One who one heals, yet the same who takes life. He determines all, not tests, scans, or even the opinions of the greatest doctors to ever live. However, he does give those men and women the knowledge to give the best care possible.

      I believe all are stuck at this moment. Waiting for an answer, looking for a sign, and hoping all turns out well. I pray for healing. I pray for strength. I pray for wisdom. I pray for one of the greatest men I have ever known to say 'I am healed'. I pray for a ending much different than most.

      Healer, show favor on Bro. Paul. Heal him physically, eradicate the Cancer from every single cell in his body. Remove the pain, remove the suffering, remove this burden from his weakened body. Heal this family who I call my own as well. Heal my family, Lord. Restore health and good news. You are the Bringer of good news, I pray so selfishly for it. Heal my own life as well, Lord, heal my wounds. Heal the drained emotions of those around looking for answers. Provide an answer, oh God, please. In all His most glorious name, Amen. 

     


    

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