I grew up in the 50’s & 60’s, in a loving home with both parents, in the little town of Chatham, Virginia. Economically, I guess we were considered poor, but we were rich in faith. Raised Pentecostal Holiness, I accepted Jesus as my Savior around 14 years old. I was taught to live so that no matter how many rocks were turned over, no dirt would be found. I’ve seen powerful demonstrations of the power of God, miraculous, divine healings as both a recipient and a witness.
In my early teens, I stepped on a 2x4 with a rusty nail in it. When it flipped up, the nail struck me just above the ankle. A sore developed, became infected and grew bigger and nastier every day. With no money for a doctor, my mother called an aunt to come pray for the injury. She came and brought her anointed oil. As she interceded with God on my behalf, I felt a heat move upward through my entire body. The sore began to shrink right before my eyes. Within the week, all the infection was gone and the sore shrunk to the size of a pea. A few days later it had healed completely.
Another time, I lay helpless in my bed for days with a blinding migraine. I stayed hunkered down with the covers over my head for almost two weeks, avoiding the light that seemed to exacerbate the headache. Finally, my husband had had enough. Against my protests, he scooped me up, put me in the car and drove me to the hospital emergency room. The doctor surmised it might be an aneurysm but needed to do a spinal tap to be sure. My husband and I talked things over once he left the room. During the conversation, I acknowledged I had tried doctors and medicine, but had not asked Jesus to heal me. He responded, “Well, I guess you could do that if you believe in that kind of thing.” While I was praying, I felt that heat sensation and knew the Lord had healed me.…again. The doctor appeared in the doorway ready to perform the spinal. I made my “I’ve been healed” announcement, hopped off the cot, ready to make my exit. Visibly perplexed and slightly alarmed, he encouraged me to get checked out and warned that I could be making a grave mistake. When I refused, he asked me to sign a release promising to hold the hospital harmless in case something happened to me later. I signed and from that day to this, I have not had another migraine. Throughout my childhood and into adulthood, God had been faithful. It appeared all I had to do was ask God for what I needed and He would deliver.
So imagine my utter amazement when just before my fiftieth birthday, I began to experience serious health issues. I prayed for healing the same as I had in the past, but this time was different. I wasn’t getting the same results. Like most, I have experienced many different seasons in my life – grief, unemployment, spiritual drought, and fear, to name a few. But failing health and unanswered prayers posed the greatest challenge to my spiritual walk. I struggled to understand why my prayers seemed not to reach heaven. Finally, one day, I received a revelation--the Lord was taking me to a deeper level of faith. I had to learn to walk in faith and to remain sure in His love for me without fear and worry, regardless of my circumstances. In the past I had simply asked and received. Now He wanted me to totally trust Him, even in His silence.
Rebuking my anxious heart became a part of daily devotions. I meditated on His word, repeating it over and over, replacing fearful, unsettling thoughts with His soothing words of truth. In this new season of waiting, growing, and trusting God more, I have chosen to meet the challenges head-on. “For I consider that the sufferings of the present time are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed” (Romans 8:8). I have chosen to find comfort knowing that He is with me in this season of life as His word assures, “For I am the Lord, your God, who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, do not fear, I will help you” (Isaiah 41:13.)
God is greater than any season we will ever face and He will give us the power to live courageously and fearlessly in every one of them. “Tell everyone who is discouraged, be strong and don’t be afraid, God is coming to your rescue” (Isaiah 35:4.)