Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Mirages Come and Go


As I walked to his bedroom I began to hear the sounds of a soft whimper.  Opening the bedroom door I saw our sweet two year old tossing and turning in his sleep.  I began to pray.  Walking up to his bed I sat down gently next to his little body wrapped in a pastel printed sheet and placed my hand on his head.  Heat immediately gripped the palm of my hand as I spoke 1 Peter 2:24 in faith.  That is when I noticed the red raised skin on his neckline.  I pulled the sheet off of his torso and lifted up his night shirt revealing the breadth of  the rash, which covered his once pale skin.  As I sucked in a gasp of air I forced scripture forward through my exhale, choosing to remain calm.  This was a time to grab hold of godly wisdom and not let go of my emotions.  I closed my eyes and laid my hand on our son's abdomen and spoke healing scriptures.  I then commanded his body to line up with the promise that he was made in God's image, which did not include this rash.  Then God brought to my remembrance something that I had recently read.  That Jesus only did what He saw God do and that God would show Him all things to do, (John 5:19-20).  Knowing that God gave me this same authority in Jesus name, (John 14: 10-14) I leaned back against our son's mural painted sideboard of his bed and asked my Father what to do.
Believe only.

These are the words that I heard in my heart. I remembered these same words that Jesus had spoke to His disciples.  With my eyes closed I responded by uttering the words, "I believe.  I believe our son is healed and made whole in Jesus name."  In the twilight glow of the room I opened my eyes, still adjusting to the night time light.  Looking down, his little body seemed blurry as my eyes gained their focus.  God then reminded me of the time when Jesus healed the blind man at Bethsaida.

"So He took the blind man by the hand and led him out of the town.  And when He had spit on his eyes and put His hands on him, He asked him if he saw anything.  And he looked up and said, "I see men like trees, walking."
(Mark 8:23-24 NKJV)

God spoke in my heart so clearly.  He said that there will be many mirages. He reminded me to walk by faith and not by sight.  As I received these words He must have known the comfort that I needed in my humanity.  By this time my eyes were no longer a blur, but God told me to squint my eyes and look at our son.  When I did, I noticed a sweet little boy, no rash.  God comforted me with this tangible reminder that our eyes may see one thing but the reality is quite different.  Before, my eyes saw a rash but, the reality was that my son was healed.

Healing may be instant or it may be a process as we see it manifested.   When Jesus healed the blind man at Bethsaida it was a process.  First his eyes were blurry then they received full sight.  As "A Work in Progress" I must remember the process that it sometimes takes to develop and grow. It may require help from doctors or medicine, but either way it requires faith.

After that night my son awoke with a slight rash that faded to nothing in a matter of a day, but sometimes those mirages in our lives take longer to dissolve.  Since that night, as God had said, I have seen many mirages from financial to sickness and many more, but thank God I knew to close my eyes and rest in the reality of His promises instead of believing simply what I saw.

Mirages come and go....but the promises of God remain.

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