If you’re like me most days, you don’t ask God for miracles.You don’t expect them, and they don’t happen.
My arthritis flares up. I mutter and take an aspirin. A lymph node feels enlarged. I make a note to ask the doctor about it. I need to avoid eating wheat, or my digestion is interrupted. And so on, not just with health issues, but others too. Grumble, try to solve the problem. That’s how I do it. But not how I should be behaving.
The Lord is Jehovah Rapha, the Lord who heals. That is who he is, one of the names he has revealed to us. It’s in Exodus 15:26: “For I am the Lord who heals you” is how my NIV translation reads it.
Paul the Apostle starts off his ringing gloria at the end of Ephesians 3 this way: “Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work with in us…” He is reminding us that God can do more than we can even imagine. Is my imagination too small today?
At the healing prayer conference I went to in February (Global Awakening with Randy Clark), I asked that my wheat sensitivity be healed, and it was. I’ve been eating cookies and even had a cupcake the other day. It’s a small thing compared to others’ health problems. But I’m reveling in God’s grace for me. (Now, He didn’t heal some of the other things I asked for, but I’m not complaining! His ways are mysterious to us, right?)
Lord, let me remember your goodness to me all the time. Give me confidence in your power. Let me remember to ask you for what I need, as I go through my day. Let me be a blessing to others. In Jesus’ name, amen.
