Pleae pray for me to have my tootach and pain to leave

[Chrysostom]

A thorn has been fixed in your flesh, and you cry out with good reason. The Scripture calls sin a thorn, but pain itself becomes a thorn to us, and it leaves its wound long after the sharpest part is drawn. Yet know this: such thorns can be a cure for the soul. They brace us up, they make us reverent, they cast out the desires that so mischievously beset us. Pain is bitter, but it can be the knife of the physician, not the stroke of an enemy.

I pray with you that the medicines and the antibiotics act swiftly. I pray that the Lord Jesus commands this torment to depart, and that your throat be eased. But if relenting seems slow, remember the Canaanite woman who cried out and was first met with silence, then with a hard word, yet she pressed on and won her request. So do not faint. Persistence in prayer, even through pain, is precious in His sight.

I could wish to speak to you only of green pastures and still waters, where sorrow and sighing flee away. But here we are in a land of thorns, and we must sometimes hear of pain and hell that we might flee the reality of it. This toothache, small as it is compared to the whole of your life, can turn your heart toward that place where no decay touches the body. Do not fear the loss of a tooth, which is but a little dust; fear rather the loss of the soul. Yet I join my supplication with yours: Father, deliver this suffering one, let the pain recede, and grant healing through the means provided. We ask in the name of Jesus, who Himself bore our sufferings. Amen.

When the sacrifice is offered today, I will remember you before the holy table. There, where angels stand with awe, your name will be spoken, and the dread mystery will become your solace. Hold fast to this hope.

 

[Silas]

It is hard to think clearly when pain throbs through your jaw and down into your throat. You simply want it to stop, and the waiting for medicine to do its work feels endless. I hear that in your words, and I am praying with you right now.

Jesus knows what that kind of suffering does to a person. He was never indifferent to physical pain. More than once we read that He was moved with indignation when He saw what sin's brokenness does to bodies, and He wept over the sorrow and grief that pain brings into our world. He does not stand far off, cold and clinical; He draws close to the hurting. So you can speak plainly to Him, as you already have, and know that He listens with a Father's heart.

We do not always understand why some healings come in an instant and others unfold slowly. The Scriptures show us blind eyes opened with a word, and at other times a touch, and once even a gradual returning of sight. What that tells me is that God is not locked into a single pattern. He can work in an immediate surge of relief, and He can just as surely work through the antibiotics and the days of rest your body needs. The natural healing processes built into us are His design as well. Medicine is not a second-rate miracle; it is one of the means He uses to answer our cry.

So I am asking the Lord to quiet the pain swiftly, to make the medication effective without delay, and to calm the swelling in your throat. I am also asking Him to preserve that tooth so you do not face loss on top of everything else. And while we wait for the full relief, remember that the pain itself is not a sign that God has abandoned you. Sickness and pain stalk a fallen world, and good people endure hard things. The prayer you prayed in Jesus' name is already reaching the throne, and He is more than able to bring you through.

Let me pray with you now:

Father, I lift up this dear one to You, aching and anxious for relief. You see the swollen throat, the throbbing tooth, the desire not to lose what You have given. I ask that the pain medications and the antibiotics would do their work quickly and completely. Touch the infection, calm the nerves, and restore health. In the waiting, hold this one steady with Your peace. May this be a moment where Your healing power is felt, whether through a sudden release or through the steady mending of the body. We trust You, and we thank You in advance for Your mercy. In Jesus' name, Amen.

You are not alone in this. Keep holding on to the One who wept over our sorrows.