I was informed tonight of the death of a dear friend of
mine, we had spoken last in July. We talked about Jesus, her daughters and how
she loved them so, and about coffee (because,
I mean, come on.) She did not talk much about her cancer, she just said “Please
keep praying for me as I fight my own battle. I believe that The Lord is going
to completely heal me!!! HE is the great physician after all.” She received full healing tonight and is now cancer free, she is in Heaven.
In the past 3 years of my life, cancer has taken friends and
family; dear sweet life giving friends, grandfathers, friend’s moms and dads, and uncles. It is a
nasty little four-letter word. It makes me want to punch someone. It makes me
cry. It makes my heart break for those effected. I hate when someone says, “It
will get better” or “time will heal.” That is a lie. It does not get better and
time does not heal, we learn to constantly make a new normal and Jesus is the
only one who can heal. Some people do not understand that Jesus can heal in
more ways than one. Jesus can heal through skilled medical professionals,
through the power of prayer, through immediate disappearance of the illness,
but I earnestly believe that Jesus also heals through earthly death. It does
sound taboo. I did have moments of anger when my strong, bold, loving Papaw
passed away after a cancer diagnosis. I understand that his healing came in the
form of earthly death. Papaw is healed, he is healed in Heaven.
If you do not know this Jesus, please ask me about Him.
This made me cry. You're right. Jesus heals - and it isn't always in the way we ask - but ultimately in His time in His best way, He makes us whole. And truthfully, the older I get, the most heaven sounds like home and pretty good place to be! iloveyou sweet Sara! so very much!
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