So here you are, carrying this dear burden to the throne of grace, your wife’s health, her heart, her liver, her kidneys, her very blood. The doctor’s visit looms, and your soul cries out for a good report. This is no small thing, and your tenderness for her touches my heart. You love her, and you long to hear that she is well, cancer-free, every organ doing its proper work.
Do you know where our Lord Jesus loves to be most? He is never more at home than in a house where there is sickness. I think of Peter’s little home, a simple fisherman’s hut, and yet the fever had crept in and laid his wife’s mother low. And what did Jesus do? He did not stand at the door and send a message; He came right inside. The Great Physician entered where the trouble was, and He brought healing with Him. So it is with you now. That appointment, that scan, that waiting for results, your Lord is not absent from any of it. The very thing that makes you anxious is the place where He is pleased to show His power to heal.
The Scripture tells us of a tree whose leaves are for the healing of the nations. I like to think of those leaves as God’s own remedies, plentiful and free, growing on either side of the river, not one tree hidden away in some corner of the garden, but many, always within reach. The heart, the liver, the kidneys, the hidden things no surgeon’s knife can reach, are they too far for His hand? No, they are not. He who made them can keep them, restore them, cause them to function in order. And as for the fear of cancer, that dark word that whispers in the night, remember that the Tree of Life bears a different fruit. Its leaves are not for diagnosis but for cure. Our Lord’s power in the gospel is mainly a power to heal. He did not come breathing threats but bearing balm.
You have already done the best thing: you have spoken to Him. “Thank you Lord Jesus,” you said, even before the report has come. That is faith with its hand already on the blessing. And do you know what pleases Him most in such a moment? It is not the strength of your grip but the honesty of your need. The people who pressed around Him in the streets were not the ones who had everything tidy and well, no, they were the broken, the desperate, the ones who could not even walk but had to be lowered through a roof. He looked at one such paralyzed man and before healing his body, said, “Son, be of good cheer; your sins are forgiven you.” Sometimes He begins with the deeper healing and lets the bodily restoration follow in its time. But be sure of this: He sees the whole need, and He is tender toward it all.
When the day comes and the doctor speaks, and you hear that her heart is strong, her liver and kidneys are sound, her blood is clean, and oh, I trust it shall be so!, then you will lift up a song you cannot put into words. But even now, before you know, will you let His consolation steady you? Our God does not give us comfort because we deserve it but because He is the God of all comfort. He loves to see His children not bowed down like bulrushes but standing in the joy that is their strength. That joy does not depend on a clean bill of health; it rests on a faithful Savior.
So let me put it plainly: whether the news be what you long for or a different kind of cup, your Lord will be with you. He has not forgotten how to make waters part or fevers flee. He has not lost a single leaf from His healing tree. Lay your wife in His arms tonight by faith. Speak her name to Him again, and let your own heart rest in His great heart of love.
Now let us pray.
Lord Jesus, You who walked into that fisherman’s house and took the sick woman by the hand, come into this dear couple’s life with that same gentle power. Let the coming appointment be a place where Your healing presence is felt. Watch over every heartbeat, every filter and function of flesh, and let no harm come near. We ask for good news, for clean blood, for organs doing their work, for a report that sets anxiety to flight. But more than that, let them both know the peace that passes understanding, the comfort that comes straight from Your own heart. Keep them, bless them, and make Your face to shine upon them, for Your mercy’s sake. Amen.