Scripture of the Day: James 1:2-6
Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him. But when he asks, he must believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind.
Well, my friends, there are no better verses to explain how I feel about the last week and a half! My family has been facing a huge trial in the form of an unexplained GI bleed and a very unfruitful 5 day stay in two different hospitals.We were tested. We were frustrated. We were scared. But we persevered! And more than that, we believe I was healed.
When we left the hospital last Wednesday, my husband and I were beyond frustrated. After basically 5 days, we had no answers and the only "fruit" from the hospital trip was the impending hospital bills, which are sure to be astronomical. In the midst of this frustration, my mother in law called. And rather than join in our feelings, she was ecstatic! She (and I would say about 100 other people) had been praying that I would be healed. That is why she believed the doctors didn't find anything - because God had healed me so there was nothing to find. That was a hard thing to hear because it was so far from what we had considered! But once she said it, it felt right.
My hospital stay seemed a comedy of errors of sorts. I would bleed heavily and the bleeding would stop RIGHT before a scope/scan/test was scheduled to happen. So of course those tests didn't find anything because I would have to be bleeding actively at the time in order for them to work. Rather than blaming the bad timing on the Dr's not being willing to move when they needed to, I am now viewing it as God's sovereign timing. Again - they were not supposed to find anything.
As soon as I got off of the phone, the verse James 1:6 came to my mind, "But when he asks, he must believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind." The verse is talking about asking for wisdom, but I have not been able to get it out of my mind since - and therefore I have made the verse about healing! We asked for healing. We prayed for healing. And it came. Not in the way we expected, which is in a medical explanation for the bleeding and then a way to fix it that would probably mean surgery. It came through a lack of communication and the medical profession finding nothing wrong with me. It appears I was deathly ill - and then I simply was not! The hardest part is believing that I am healed and that the bleeding won't come back again in some random fashion and start this whole process over again. But that is what I have to believe. I have to believe that God brought his mighty hand of mercy down and took this health problem away. I must not doubt it.
The easiest way for me to believe this is to look at some facts that I know. On Wednesday, July 31st I had a lower GI endoscopy and my Dr. took some biopsies and told me he thought I had Crohn's disease. This was devastating to me because I was 90% sure that Crohn's went away forever with my ileostomy surgery in 2011. But the scope I had on August 3rd and the pill camera I swallowed on August 6th both showed no signs of the disease. In fact, the doctors who reviewed or performed those tests both told me my bowels were "beautiful." Isn't that something you always wanted to be told? :)
So, friends, I sit here today, telling you that we believe God healed my "beautiful" bowels and took the bleeding away. The recovery process will be a long one...being anemic has sapped most of my energy and it is slow to come back. But it has also brought me intense faith that God has my back and decided to carry me through this crazy time. I just have to remember to look to him and be confident.
Closing Prayer:
Heavenly Father God, thank you for healing me. Thank you also for our amazing friends, family and church family. They took care of our son, helped clean our house and above all else, they prayed. When my husband and I didn't know what to do - they prayed. And you heard them. Thank you for your healing powers, your sovereignty and yes, even for your trials. Please continue to grace me with enough faith and belief to never doubt your awesome power. You carried us through this - please don't ever let go! In Jesus' name I pray. Amen.
Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him. But when he asks, he must believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind.
Well, my friends, there are no better verses to explain how I feel about the last week and a half! My family has been facing a huge trial in the form of an unexplained GI bleed and a very unfruitful 5 day stay in two different hospitals.We were tested. We were frustrated. We were scared. But we persevered! And more than that, we believe I was healed.
When we left the hospital last Wednesday, my husband and I were beyond frustrated. After basically 5 days, we had no answers and the only "fruit" from the hospital trip was the impending hospital bills, which are sure to be astronomical. In the midst of this frustration, my mother in law called. And rather than join in our feelings, she was ecstatic! She (and I would say about 100 other people) had been praying that I would be healed. That is why she believed the doctors didn't find anything - because God had healed me so there was nothing to find. That was a hard thing to hear because it was so far from what we had considered! But once she said it, it felt right.
My hospital stay seemed a comedy of errors of sorts. I would bleed heavily and the bleeding would stop RIGHT before a scope/scan/test was scheduled to happen. So of course those tests didn't find anything because I would have to be bleeding actively at the time in order for them to work. Rather than blaming the bad timing on the Dr's not being willing to move when they needed to, I am now viewing it as God's sovereign timing. Again - they were not supposed to find anything.
As soon as I got off of the phone, the verse James 1:6 came to my mind, "But when he asks, he must believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind." The verse is talking about asking for wisdom, but I have not been able to get it out of my mind since - and therefore I have made the verse about healing! We asked for healing. We prayed for healing. And it came. Not in the way we expected, which is in a medical explanation for the bleeding and then a way to fix it that would probably mean surgery. It came through a lack of communication and the medical profession finding nothing wrong with me. It appears I was deathly ill - and then I simply was not! The hardest part is believing that I am healed and that the bleeding won't come back again in some random fashion and start this whole process over again. But that is what I have to believe. I have to believe that God brought his mighty hand of mercy down and took this health problem away. I must not doubt it.
The easiest way for me to believe this is to look at some facts that I know. On Wednesday, July 31st I had a lower GI endoscopy and my Dr. took some biopsies and told me he thought I had Crohn's disease. This was devastating to me because I was 90% sure that Crohn's went away forever with my ileostomy surgery in 2011. But the scope I had on August 3rd and the pill camera I swallowed on August 6th both showed no signs of the disease. In fact, the doctors who reviewed or performed those tests both told me my bowels were "beautiful." Isn't that something you always wanted to be told? :)
So, friends, I sit here today, telling you that we believe God healed my "beautiful" bowels and took the bleeding away. The recovery process will be a long one...being anemic has sapped most of my energy and it is slow to come back. But it has also brought me intense faith that God has my back and decided to carry me through this crazy time. I just have to remember to look to him and be confident.
Closing Prayer:
Heavenly Father God, thank you for healing me. Thank you also for our amazing friends, family and church family. They took care of our son, helped clean our house and above all else, they prayed. When my husband and I didn't know what to do - they prayed. And you heard them. Thank you for your healing powers, your sovereignty and yes, even for your trials. Please continue to grace me with enough faith and belief to never doubt your awesome power. You carried us through this - please don't ever let go! In Jesus' name I pray. Amen.
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