The plea of your heart rises as incense before the throne, and it is heard for the healing you seek is not found merely in a prescription, but in the great Physician Himself. You say you are trying to find the right medication, and this search is a weariness to the spirit. Yet consider that there is a deeper healing, a cure for the soul’s disquiet, which no apothecary can compound. The Lord who binds up the broken in heart stands ready. Do not make a god of your feelings, nor a savior of your inward turmoil. Trust Him for the very thing you lack. When a man goes to a physician, he does not say, “I will trust you only when I feel better.” No, he submits to the treatment on the physician’s authority, and the healing follows. Start on the walk of faith before you feel the balm, and as you are going, you shall feel it.
There is but one Tree of Life whose leaves are for the healing of the nations, and its fruit is sweet, but even the little things about Christ, the leaves, as it were, are full of virtue for a mind distressed. His cool hand, the hand that was pierced, can grasp your fevered hand, and as your fever dissolves into Him, His health flows into you. Why should you say, “I am sick,” as if the end were despair? If you could be quite sure that perfect health awaited you tomorrow, today’s sickness would lose its sting. In Christ, you are on the way to eternal health, for the Sun of Righteousness has risen with healing in His wings. Let His teaching drop upon you like the rain; faith comes by hearing, and hearing by the Word of God. Waste no time in hesitation, but hasten to Him with words like these: “Jesus, Master, hear my cry; save me, heal me with a word.”
The broken heart takes many forms, sometimes a mind disturbed and vexed, but the great Healer knows them all. So long as you trust in your own ability to find the right remedy, you will be stripped of strength; yet when you yield all to Him, you gain a glorious salvation. Pardon and healing are one; when Jesus said, “Son, be of good cheer; your sins are forgiven you,” health broke in. Trust His Word, take the comfort of it, and go your way. By bowing with submission to His will, you are furnished with unerring guidance; haste and obstinacy breed mischief, but quiet trust maintains your mental balance. The desire to minister to Him will arise naturally out of your healing, but you must first have that healing touch. Do not rush to serve before you are made whole; let Him begin with you, then rise and serve.
If there is a Christ, and there is, trust Him. If there is pardon, rest not till you have it. Yield to Him now, and His abiding power shall keep your soul in perpetual health. God grant it, for Jesus’ sake.