This is a tough blog for me. I'm still processing what I'm writing so I may second-guess what I've written, but I feel like I need to blog while all of this is still "
raw." I also know that many of my blog readers will resonate with some of what I've experienced.
On Good Friday I stopped taking my asthma medication. I asked God to heal me and I believed that He would. So I took a step of faith. I didn't tell many people because I wanted to wait until the miracle was confirmed. I felt like I wanted to be off my medication for fifty days.
I made it twenty-five days, but yesterday
I had to take my inhaler. On one level it was
a huge disappointment. I really believed that God was going to completely heal me and I'd never need to take my medication again. But the combination of allergies and working in the dust-filled renovation of 205 shut down my lungs. I struggled for every breath all day and when I layed down to go to sleep
I just flat out couldn't breath. So I took my inhaler.
Part of my disappointment was that I had the guys in the men's prayer group lay hands on me and pray for me that morning. And there is always this subconscious disappointment about involving other people and then feeling like
I let them down or
God let them down. But I believe that is
a lie of the enemy! I think he wants to paralyze us with fear. So here is what happens:
we're afraid that God won't answer our prayers so we don't ask for prayer and we don't pray. As simple as that sounds,
that is the trick the devil plays on us. I'm not going to fall into that trap or believe that lie. Just because I experinced a "setback" doesn't mean that I'm quitting!
I love the story about
the invalid who had been crippled for thirty-eight years. That is a long time, but he never lost hope!
He was still believing thirty-eight years later! Same with the woman with the issue of blood.
Twelve years later she's still believing God will heal her! I'm so impressed with the way they never gave up, even after years of "
no answer." I think many of us
lose the miracle because we give up on God. We quit praying or believing too soon.
What if Naaman had only dipped himself in the water six times?
What if Elijah had only prayed for rain six times?
What if the Israelites had only walked around Jericho six times? The answer is simple: they would have
forfeited the miracle that was one dip, one prayer, or one walk away! The Lord has really impressed something on my heart this week. I said on Sunday that
easy answers produce
shallow convictions. In the same way,
easy miracles produce
shallow faith. I'm not looking for easy answers or easy miracles because I don't want shallow convictions or shallow faith. I'm willing to wait thirty-eight years. I'm willing to believe God for a miracle seven times.
Here is what scares me more than not experiencing a miracle--experiencing a miracle and not appreciating it. By the way, I'm believing God for a complete healing which means
no medication. I'm also praying that God would
double my lung capacity. It was
16% the normal lung capacity of the normal person three years ago. But I don't what to overlook the fact that twenty-five days off of my inhaler may be the longest "no medication" stretch of my life!
So I thank God for that while believing for something more!
So I had to take my inhaler. That's the "
bad news."
I wanted so badly for God to heal me now!
I couldn't wait to share the testimony of the way God had healed me. And I honestly thought He was going to. I don't think I was trying to man-u-facture a miracle. But it wasn't the right timing.
Here is the "
good news."
I still think the Lord will heal me at some point. Maybe this was only my third time around the wall. Maybe this was only my fifth dip in the Jordan. Maybe this was only my sixth prayer. It's always too soon to give up. And here is what encourages me. I woke up
disappointed this morning, but it honestly
didn't decrease my faith. And it
didn't demotivate me at all. I think sometimes
we pray for a miracle once and when it doesn't happen our way in our timing then we give up forever. I'm not giving up. I want it to happen the way God wants it to happen, when God wants it to happen. I really felt directed to two passages to help me
process my "disappointment." One of them is the story in Daniel 3. I love the
resolve of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego. King Nebuchadnezzer threatens to kill them, but they confidently respond, "
We do not need to defend ourselves in this matter. If we are thrown into the furnace,
the God we serve is able to save us. He will rescue us from your power, Your Majesty.
But even if he doesn't, Your majesty can be sure that we will never serve your gods or worship the gold statue you have set up."
These guys had a "
no matter what" faith. I love that phrase--"
But even if He doesn't." They believed that God could deliver them from the fiery furnace. But
even if he didn't do what He was capable of doing, they weren't going to change their minds and
it wasn't going to shake their faith. They decided to do what they thought was right no matter what. I want a "no matter what" faith. I want an "even if He does not" faith.
Another passage the Lord really put on my heart was the story of Uzzah in II Samuel 6. He's the guy who was killed because he reached out and
grabbed the ark of the Lord to keep it from falling. It was called an "
irreverent act." What is that about? I think it revealed a lack of faith. Uzzah grabbing the ark was like saying, "
God can't take care of himself." Sometimes we function with this mindset that we need to help God instead of allowing God to help us.
Uzzah was afraid of God embarrassing himself. I really wanted God to heal me to glorify Him. But am I guilty of trying to "steady the ark"? I'm afraid that if God doesn't heal me, God might embarrass himself. The Lord is giving me a greater boldness and willingness to "
lose face." It's a "
no regrets" approach to life and God. Lord, forgive me for feeling like I need to "
protect your reputation" or "
keep you from embarrassing yourself" by
not answering my prayers when and where I want them answered.
So in a strange way,
this unanswered prayer has increased my faith. It feeds my belief. I'm still praying for several things.
I asked God to
breath into me the way He breathed into Adam in Genesis 2:7.
I'm praying that my lungs would be opened like the man in Mark 8:34. Jesus said, "
Ephphatha!" or "
Be Opened." I'm asking God to open my lungs!
I believe that
matter must submit to spirit. And I'm asking the spirit to heal my matter.
There are
no allergies and no asthma in heaven and I'm praying that His kingdom would come and His will would be done in His Temple, my body.