Are sickness and hardship, then, always some divine "punishment" to turn us around? Of course not. Illness and injury and tribulations will come in this fallen world, just as our Lord told us they would. But how we respond to those hurtful events-no matter why they come into our lives-will lead us to the same bottom line.
We must bend our knees to King Jesus.
We must submit our lives and dreams and plans and hopes and fears and ambitions to God Most High, the heavenly Father who loves us so dearly. He who knows the beginning from the end knows precisely what He is doing in our lives, and we may trust Him without reservation. No matter what.
Is it possible that in the times of apparent darkness God is wanting to communicate something healing to you and me? I'm not saying we'll never feel the sword of God's Word cutting away the spiritual cancers in our innermost being. What I am saying that in the darkest of times, on the blackest of nights, God may be preparing us to receive the very thing we need.
Divine Surgery may not only save our lives, it may also achieve an extraordinary work within us that would be impossible to accomplish any other way.
It is only natural for us to be anxious. It's natural to ask questions of the surgeon. "How long will this take? Will this hurt? Will it work? Will I live? Is now the right time?"
I've chosen to believe in the Great Physician. He knows my medical history, His office is always open, and He still makes house calls.- Ron Mehl author of God Works the Night Shift
The past three months, I have been under the knife. Oh my, how it has hurt. It has purified the fake right out of me. It has made me press into Jesus and be grateful for my salvation. My relationship with Him has changed. It is fuller, richer and much more deep. I thank Him for rescuing me, loving me, being my Rock, my Healer.
When I felt I could hardly breathe because of the pain in my heart, I felt him actually give me breath. When I endured loss after loss, God was there to listen. When I felt like I was screaming and beating Him on the chest, asking Him "why?", I would end up at His feet. Weeping. Praying. Pouring my hurts out to Him. He cleansed me of my impure motives. He taught me to forgive in a way I never thought possible. He is teaching me to love the unlovable. He is teaching me how much He loves me.
As I move into our new kind of normal, I will go back and read my journals. I do not want to forget how the Lord answered prayer after prayer. How He provided for us in miraculous ways. I have so many stories to share now that I am on the other end of this. Some of these stories will blow your socks off!
Whatever you are going through right now, press in. He is faithful. He loves you and He wants to show you just how amazing He is! He doesn't promise to remove our circumstances, but he does promise to walk through them with us.