Praise the LORD.
Praise the LORD, O my soul.
I will praise the LORD all my life; I will sing praise to my God as long as I live. Psalm 146:1-2 (NIV)
I received word yesterday that a baby girl who had a cyst in her brain has been healed. Documented by medical science, this baby was facing surgery and an uncertain future. The scan showed the cyst. They went in surgically several days later and the cyst was â€œdried up like a pruneâ€ the surgeon said. A miracle!
Miracle stories are received with a fair amount of skepticism by most people. The usual response is to try to explain the miracle by claiming a lack of objective facts or sifting away misinformation. In this case, there is documented facts. The second reaction is a questioning of â€œWhy doesn’t God always heal?â€ I don’t know. God did not physically heal my son. We prayed for this baby. We prayed for my son. God loves this baby. God loved my son. I have been asked if it’s possible that God doesn’t heal because of sin in the life of the one who is ill or the parents/family. Jesus said that wasn’t true in John 9. Sometimes Jesus did not heal because of a lack of faith. (Matthew 13:58) Other times He healed when there was no obvious faith. (Matthew 12)
I have no final answer for the skeptics. I have no final answer for myself. Here is where I ‘live’ however: He is God. I am not. His ways are not my ways. He sees with eyes I do not have. I am rejoicing today that this sweet baby has been healed. We, the world, have received a tremendous blessing in that healing. I am also rejoicing today because my son is heaven and he is whole and more than well! God has a plan in each situation. He sees the bigger picture. I hope; I pray that we are always open to see God’s plan and the opportunities that He brings. Remember that Jesus said He came to glorify the Father. I don’t always see that glory but I want to. Yes, it is sometimes easier to see it in the healing of this sweet baby. But maybe those who love this child wondered at the necessity of the illness in the first place. I pray that they have eyes and hearts to receive God’s revelation should He choose to give it. For my son, God was and continues to be glorified as we who walked this journey were given a strength and courage which could not come from within ourselves.
Today I am praising God. I will also choose to praise Him tomorrow. I will praise Him as I draw my last breath and take my first breath in heaven. That is all I know…for now.