Over the last couple months my thoughts and prayers have surrounded those in my life with physical pain. I know pain is nothing new under the sun, but it has seemed that so many around me are hurting right now. Beloved family members, dear friends, and loved ones of those close to me in pain and faced with fears of no relief.
All of them having been young and strong at one time are coming face to face with blindness, weak hearts, cancer, debilitating back and head pain. Illnesses no one expects to encounter in their life.
I’m praying for healing, for relief, and for peace for those around me. I’m crying out to my Savior, the God who gave sight to the blind, who made the lame walk, and who said “Little girl, I say to you, arise” to Jairus’s daughter and she rose. My Lord is the Author of the universe, the Creator of all things, and I know He can heal my family and my friends.
And when the answer is “No” I have to trust Him. I trust Him because I know He loves these people deeply; More than I ever could. He cares for them and gives them strength for each day. When sorrows emerge and fears ensue He holds them tight and whispers, “I love you, and I will never leave you.”
As despairing physical pain can be, I can find my hope in assurance of what is to come, awaiting our perfect, heavenly bodies. For this life is temporal, a vapor compared to our eternity to be spend in the presence of our perfect Savior. “For while we are in this tent, we groan and are burdened, because we do not wish to be unclothed but to be clothed instead with our heavenly dwelling, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life. ” 2 Corinthians 5:4
Until then, I cling to Lamentations 3:22-23, “The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; His mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness.”