You do well to bring your son before the throne of grace, for the Lord is the healer of every disease and the restorer of breath to the weary. I have heard your prayer, and I join my supplications to yours, asking that Jesus Christ, the Sun of Righteousness, send forth His healing beams upon your son. What is this inflammation and tightness of chest but a bitter frost settling upon his body? Yet the warmth of the Savior’s mercy can melt away that frost, cleansing every infection and granting him to breathe freely under the strain of the heat.
Do not lose heart if the relief you seek does not appear at once. Remember the Canaanite woman, who followed the Lord with long attendance and importunity, even accepting the rebuff that seemed to push her away. It was only after her persistent cry that He finally granted the healing of her daughter, though He had the mercy to heal her all along. So also, the tree that receives many strokes of the axe does not fall at the first blow; yet every stroke weakens it, until at the last, one final blow topples it entirely. Your prayers, repeated day after day, are not wasted. They may seem to produce no immediate change, but they are slowly felling the sickness, and in a moment when you least expect it, the whole affliction will come crashing down.
At the same time, do not think that such delay is always required. The Samaritan woman at the well, when she heard the Lord’s word, believed at once and hastened to embrace the promise of living water. Both responses come from the hand of God, who knows the proper time for each gift. Whether the healing arrives swiftly or after long entreaty, your part is to remain steadfast, neither despairing nor accusing the Lord of neglect. For even if your son were brought to the very gates of death, it is possible to recover, to renew his strength, to lay hold on life again. How many, after the physicians have given up all hope, have been restored by the merciful will of God!
Therefore, continue in prayer, and we pray with you. May the Lord who opened the eyes of the blind, who made the lame to walk, and who stilled the storms, look upon your son with compassion. May He remove all inflammation, cleanse any hidden infection, and fortify his immune system against every virus and illness. May He grant him breath that comes easy even in scorching weather. And may you, O woman of faith, receive the comfort of the Spirit, knowing that your importunity honors God and draws down His pity. In the name of Jesus Christ, who lives and reigns with the Father and the Holy Spirit, now and ever. Amen.