Sickness and death are part of this mortal life, a recognition of sin from the earliest days of creation when man defied God’s laws. I rejoice when I see recovery from illnesses, from the results of successful surgery, and when I see Lydia walk after in-womb surgery for spina bifida. God is good.
When we take our health for granted, we need to stop to thank God that we are able to go about our lives, even as I do as an octogenarian. Yes, there is arthritis. Yes, my eyesight and hearing are impaired. But I am able and capable still to accomplish everyday tasks and am learning to rely on others for the things I no longer can do safely. I pray for healing for others, for comfort for those in pain and distress, for those who are alone with no helpers available. I thank caregivers and those who bring chicken soup to the sick and visit them in person or in prayer.
This is My Psalm 320. May it be an encouragement to you today:
MY PSALM 321. RECOVERY
Almighty Father, Creator of All Things, Sustainer, Provider,
We praise Your Mighty, Eternal Name
When we see evidence of Your Power.
You ask Your people to pray, to pray ceaselessly,
And we are overjoyed to recognize
Your answers to prayer.
When we think of the desperate place we would be in
Without knowledge of Your grace and mercy,
We cry out in fear, unable to cope with life’s tragedies.
Yet, You seek, for Your Glory, to continue to bless us
With mercies we just simply can’t fathom.
It is with joy we see delicate infants in the womb,
Undergo surgeries and go on to live productive lives.
It is with amazement
We see bodies broken and torn in war
Brought back to us, adjusting as they must to new normal,
But able to praise Your Name with humility and honor.
And today, we rejoice that one dear to us
Is recovering from a horrendous accident
Because You will it so.
Thank You, Lord, that you calm the storms of life.
Thank You that you deter storms away from us.
Thank You for erecting strong walls of protection
Around us, winning battles we never knew existed.
Thank You for things we may never know about—
Godincidences which saved us from harm and danger
To Your honor and glory.
Forgive us when we take everyday occurrences as routine.
Forgive us when we fail to notice the nodding flower
A truly remarkable piece of creation we ignore.
We should know You provided it for us, a piece of beauty
In an otherwise chaotic rat-race day.
Forgive us for taking our health for granted
When it is You who provide each heartbeat and breath.
Forgive us for failing to hug the loved one
Who may not live to see another day.
Teach us to so number our days that we may gain wisdom,
As Your Psalmist proclaims.
Teach us to pray ceaselessly,
For we know our fervent prayers are heard
And Your miracles surround us every day.
We bow in reverence and thanksgiving. Amen.
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