Well, I know I kind of left everyone with some great, amazing, unbelievable news and then just disappeared for a bit. I needed to catch my breath. What a strange reality Jd and I live in now.
God healed him.
God heard this plea for healing from His children and He answered in a miraculous way.
Each day I have about a gazillion emotions about this miracle. I wake with a panic most mornings, my body still living in the nightmare, getting attacked by thoughts of doubt and fear and “what ifs”. Then I get up and get going, and then I rejoice, and then someone calls or texts and reminds me how good God is, then I praise and I rest in His healing grace. Then I panic, then I rest, then I panic, then I doubt, then I cry.
I cry tears of joy and tears of pain and all those pent up tears I didn’t shed in that month when I was planning my husband’s funeral with him. And I cry because I was so scared. And I cry because my husband still struggles. And I cry because I cannot believe it. I cannot wrap my head around a miraculous healing.
I can wrap my head around chemo. I can understand radiation. There are books about that. There are books and people and support groups. Where is the “my husband almost died and then was just fine one day and I feel like I am going to barf” support group? It’s not online, I looked.
It’s hard. Living in this miracle, seeing God shine His crazy, unmanageable love on me and on JD. Praying for something so huge. So miraculous. So in-explainable. And it happened.
I called a friend the day after we heard the news. I was sobbing. It was not from joy or relief, it was out of terror. I was terrified that the phone would ring and there would be a mistake. I am still scared of that. And she reminded me to rest in the truth…
The truth that I saw with my own eyes that there was nothing on that MRI.
The truth that God answered my prayer.
The truth that God was there through this tumor and He will still be there if it comes back.
The truth that miracles happen, and one happened to JD.
The truth that God is wild, miraculous, crazy, but trustworthy.
He is good and sovereign. He healed Jd. And, more importantly than that he healed Jd’s brain, He healed our hearts on the cross.
So, yeah, this is nuts, and crazy and exciting, and just plain unpredictable. Yeah, I doubt. But some of the disciples doubted, and so I feel I am in good company with that.
Because God is unpredictable. He intervenes in crazy ways for His glory. Jd’s surgery was postponed because of a heart attack, for pete’s sake! He intervenes in ways that made me angry, anxious, fearful, and just plain hurt. But He did it for His glory and He has been glorified!
Because GOD DID THIS. God is that big and powerful and amazing.
Psalm 30:11-12
11 You have turned for me my mourning into dancing;
you have loosed my sackcloth
and clothed me with gladness,
12 that my glory may sing your praise and not be silent.
O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever!
p.s. We had fun in Boston, and my sister had her baby. A son named Graham David Vanderveer. David is JD’s middle name and everytime we share his name we will remember what God has done for JD!
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