Praise to You, Lord Jesus Christ--
King of Endless Glory, Savior of the World--
Lord, You died on the Cross at Calvary and rose from the dead after having taken Satan and all his minions prisoner, spoiling them of every ounce of power over humanity. Surely, *surely* it's a small thing for this brother in You to get his medication. Yet, Lord, are You trying to show him that You are Lord even over his medicsl conditions? Are You trying to show him that one Word out of Your mouth, and he will never need his medications again, just as one Word from You when You were in the storm-ridden boat banished the evil winds from the disciples?
Thy Will be done, oh Lord---Thy Will be done. Let us not be of little faith, oh Lord, although it's so easy in these increasingly perilous times to panic and give up. Please give us all, but most of all caldoug and myself, a ***supernaturally powerful and effective faith*** in Your goodness, mercy, and fidelity. Help us to believe YOU, oh Lord, and Your faithfulness rather than these winds and waves...