He did it! He healed her. My baby girl got her test results and the report reads ‘NORMAL’. What an awesome God we serve. What an awesome God who knows us and sees our needs, and comes, on time. My tears flow with joy for He is God, Jehovah Jireh, my provider in time of need. He is my Jehovah Nissi, my banner that covers me. Truly, God is worthy to be praised!
The doctors had conferenced and reported on my daughter’s health. They said what they saw was “just remarkable”. With an initial theory of her diagnosis, it was not good, not good at all. As a mom, I braced myself. I knew God was in control but that thing that sends you into protective mode as a parent kicked in and I could not help my anxiety. This was Thursday evening so the order for the blood test had to be filled on Friday. I was at the lab early. We did the test and knew that we had to wait until Monday for any news from the doctor: the office was closed on Saturday. I think it was the longest weekend of my life, just waiting.
Monday came. No news. I kept checking my phone for the call that was promised by the doctor who gave us the final summary of her visit. Nothing! I called and the nurse informed me that the results were not in their system as yet. The devil whispered to me, ” That’s just because there are so many things wrong”. I kept my composure and agreed to wait until she called the lab then get back to me. It was about three hours that passed. Nothing! I was just about to call back when my phone rang. I gingerly said hello and the doctor responded by introducing herself and confirming that she was indeed talking to ‘mom’. Then it came!
“Mom, the test results all came back NEGATIVE.”
She explained what might have caused the symptoms and assured me that in a week or so they should clear with no expected recurrence. Now, who could have done that but God? Who could have taken “remarkable” down to “unremarkable”? Only God. God, I thank you for your healing. I thank you for your presence in my situation. I thank you that you are a proven healer and a deliverer from the jaws of sickness. I am eternally grateful that you have been merciful in this situation. You did not have to choose to heal but you did and I am so very happy that you are the God that takes away pain, regardless of sin.
For worrying instead of praying, I ask for your forgiveness, Lord. For worrying and crying instead of rejoicing in hope of your report, I ask that you increase my faith. I am a work in progress; Your work God, so I know that my babies and I are in the BEST hands. Thank you Jesus!