I took this photo 2 days ago. With it, I want to talk about healing.
Sometimes when we pray for healing, we think the prayer is answered only if the measured miracle happens – the illness disappears. For a disease, we ask for a cure. During and after a crisis, we ask for safety and security. When we are watching a loved one deteriorate at the very end, we ask for a peaceful passing.
I remember 3 months ago, praying for Adam to survive his stroke. There was a warm feeling that rushed over me when I pleaded with God for a miracle, and I knew Adam would live. I knew he would never be the same, but that there would be a greater good happening as a result. I didn’t know the details. I didn’t know the when or the how, or the why. I’m thankful for that, too – because waking up every day, seeing his progression as his spirit and his physical body heals, is such a gift.
As I’ve watched the physical and spiritual transformation happening to my life partner over the last 3 months….over the last month…over the last week….as I come to grips with his newness and appreciate his oldness, I see Healing before our eyes that is without form, immeasurable, and undeniably God.
The world around us says that healing takes place one way, but God will give it His way. In truth, the Healing that comes is for the Glory of our Creator, and it’s only in whatever form God says is right.
It’s not always visible and immediate, but it is given always.