I know the utter hardship of sickness and suffering. Oh, I have cowered in fear and total weariness! But I know, too, the pure sweetness of healing. That moment that the body does not reject food, but it is something that is good to the taste, the mouth re-learns to relish its flavors, as it is swallowed up thankfully and goes down smoothly. That moment that a hungry stomach is filled and peaceful slumber takes over, and the flesh and bones relax as the body yields to a restful nap.
To a body that had been sick for a long time, this is very unfamiliar. But with the warm and comforting feeling comes the light with the gentle whisper, “You are getting well.”
Yes, I know those moments. How can I ever forget? Healing moments are glorious moments. The pure bliss of it all, when suffering leaves the body – it reflects the glory of the Healer!
My heart has completely trusted in the Lord. In December 2003, when I collapsed on our couch after taking the five kinds of medicines the cardiologist gave me, I had decided right there and then that I would seek the Lord’s face and trust only in Him to heal me. That was the first and last time that I took them. Even as the cardiologist from the Philippine Heart Center called our house many times, telling me in all urgency that I needed to be admitted to the hospital immediately – I was firm in my decision to put ALL my trust in the Lord Jesus and in His Word, clutching my Bible close to my chest as I politely explained to him my decision.
I had prayed, asking the Lord to strengthen my very young faith. And He had given me this:
Cease ye from man, whose breath is in his nostrils: for wherein is he to be accounted of? (Is. 2:22)
Don’t put your trust in mere humans. They are as frail as breath. What good are they? (Is. 2:22 NLT)
I had trusted. And I continue to trust until this very hour, and I have seen His mercy and tasted of His healing, but not without the united and unceasing prayers with regular offerings of fasting of my beloved husband, our Church’s preachers, prayer warriors and brethren-in-Christ, led by our dearly beloved Hon. Pastor Wilde Almeda.
Friends, is there something that’s stopping you from taking that step of faith? Remember, miracles happen through our undoubting and unwavering faith in God. He has unequalled power and unsurpassed love and mercy to see us through when we take that first step.
I’d love to share with you my latest photography post: Colors of the Tropics. The photos were taken from our garden and around our neighborhood. I hope you enjoy them.