The healing leaves of the Tree of Life are not reserved for the glorious land above alone; they droop over the walls of the New Jerusalem and scatter their virtue among the nations now. Even the very least thing about Christ, the hem of His garment, the shadow of His passing, is charged with power to restore. This same Jesus who took Peter’s wife’s mother by the hand and lifted her from the fever, who spoke and the paralytic rose and carried his bed, is present still by His Spirit to heal all manner of sickness and all manner of disease among the people.
Yet be sure of this: the great Physician never severs the healing of the body from the forgiveness of the soul. He said to the sick of the palsy, “Son, be of good cheer; thy sins be forgiven thee,” and then, “Arise, take up thy bed, and go unto thine house.” Pardon and healing were one in His gracious word. Seek first that your dear mother and father should meet with Christ as their Saviour, that their iniquities may be forgiven and their transgressions covered. When the Sun of Righteousness arises with healing in His wings, the fever of sin abates and the swelling of rebellion subsides; then bodily afflictions, too, grow light beneath the hand that was pierced.
For your mother, struggling with the diabetes and that fungal infection in the lungs: remember the leaves of the tree are for healing. The least leaf, even the thought of a leaf, from Christ’s own paradise has more medicine in it than all the druggists’ compounds earth can boast. Beseech the Lord to lay His cool hand upon her brow and to rebuke the fever; He is able to make the dry root put forth blossoms and cause the parched lung to breathe freely again. But with the body, entrust her soul to Him. There is no ailment so deep as unbelief, no infection so deadly as the love of sin. Pray that she may hear the voice that said, “I am the Lord that healeth thee,” and be made whole.
For your father: eyes grown dim, head aching, urinary troubles, feet swollen, blood pressure unsteady, these are many adversaries, but they are all subdued by one almighty word. Jesus “took her by the hand and lifted her up; and immediately the fever left her, and she ministered unto them.” Healing came before service. Wait upon the Lord in prayer until you can say that He has taken your father by the hand and lifted him up. No combination of complaints is too tangled for His skill; the darker the storm, the more room for His power to shine through the cloud. Yet mark this: you must have this healing from Christ’s own touch, for He does not always stand publicly dispensing cures. There are seasons of visitation, days of salvation, when the power of the Lord is present to heal. Plead that such a chosen hour may come to your father’s sick-chamber.
I charge you, do not be content with physical recovery alone. The broken heart is the great ill, and the healing of it is God’s own work. To be deserted by health, by comfort, by strength, how it brings a man low! But to be deserted by hope, to be without God and without pardon, is the deepest wound. True healing is when the blood of Christ changes the life-blood of the soul, when the nature is made other than it was before. Lay hold upon the promise: “He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.” Press into His presence now, while He is teaching by these providences, and say, “Lord, forgive and heal. Make my father and mother whole, body and spirit, for Jesus’ sake.”
Go to the mercy-seat with boldness. Calvary is the place for healing balm rather than for the lancet and the knife. There is more joy in heaven over one sinner that repenteth than over ninety and nine just persons who need no repentance. As you ask for their bodies, ask a thousand times more for their souls. Then, when health returns, whether suddenly or by slow degrees, let them rise and minister unto the Lord with gladness, for the desire to serve always arises out of healing.