The leaves of the Tree are for healing, and the least thing about Christ drips with restoring balm. What is this severe pain and this raging infection but a fresh occasion for the Great Physician to lay His hand upon your daughter and show that He is still Jehovah-Rophi, the Lord that heals? You cry from the depths of a parent’s anguish, and the cry goes up where Jesus sits at the right hand of the Father, ever living to make intercession. He knows the fevers that burn and the pains that rack the frame, for He took our infirmities and bore our sicknesses. Let your faith now rest not in the hospital’s power, blessed as means may be, but in Him who comes with healing in His wings. The very leaf of His presence, the faintest touch of His garment’s hem, can chase away the contagion and quiet the throbbing brow.
Do not let the waves of fear drown your trust. Has He not linked pardon and healing as one gift in His pierced hands? When He comes to dwell with His people, the inhabitant shall not say, “I am sick,” for the people that dwell therein shall be forgiven their iniquity. Lay hold of this double cord: forgiveness for every sin and healing for every disease. Bring your daughter constantly before the Lord, in your thoughts, in your whispered prayers, in the importunate cries of the night watches. Jesus’ eyes are upon her; He sees the struggle, He notes the tears, He counts the sleepless hours. And in His hospital, there never was a patient turned away incurable. He is able to save to the uttermost, and to heal to the uttermost. The fever that men call great is but a little thing beneath His sovereign word.
Yet remember that the healing power was conspicuously present when Christ was teaching. Do not keep her soul from the hearing of His Word while you seek her body’s restoration. Speak to her of the cross where the balm was distilled; remind her that the blood which atones for sin also purchased ultimate healing for these poor frames of clay. In the Divine Hospital, the chief Surgeon does not merely point at the disease, He applies the remedy. There is healing in the Incarnation, for He took our nature; there is healing in the Atonement, for He bore our griefs; there is healing in the Resurrection, for He lives to perfect our wholeness. Whether her healing comes through the gradual work of nature aided by skill, or by a sudden rebuke to the sickness, it is all from the same pierced hand that was nailed for her.
Sustain your own heart, too, for a parent’s spirit is deeply wounded when a child lies in agony. He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds. The serenity that can look upon a beloved form wracked with pain and yet say, “It is the Lord, let Him do what seems good to Him,” is a rare flower that grows only in the garden of grace. Seek that calm resignation born of trust. Let your holy patience prove you to be a true child of Abraham and Sarah, not afraid with any amazement. The Lord’s compassions fail not; under the eyelids of the Watcher of Israel, no pang goes unheeded. He who made the ear shall He not hear? He who formed the eye shall He not see? He who knows every nerve and sinew shall He fail in tenderness?
Pray now as one who expects an answer. Take the promise to the Mercy Seat and spread it before the King. Say to Him, “Lord, You have said that the leaves are for healing; give my child to eat of that leaf. You have declared that You heal all manner of sickness; let this infection flee at Your rebuke.” He loves to be commanded by His own faithful word. And when you have prayed, watch with eyes of hope. Though she lies in severe pain at this hour, the morning may bring deliverance. Even if the healing tarries, there is a heavenly hospital where the patient shall never again feel a shooting pain or a burning agitation, where they have no need to say they are sick, for they are without spot before the throne. Until that yonder day, these days of affliction are but the dark soil in which faith strikes its roots deeper. Be of good courage and wait on the Lord.
Prayer Focus: God, Thank You for loving me. Thank You for loving me, Jesus. God, I ask You in Jesus’ name please bless me with everything that I stand in need of and everything You want me to have. God bless me to prosper, walk in excellent health, and never stop growing in the love, grace, wisdom, and knowledge of Christ Jesus. God bless me to know You in truth, fall in love with You with all my heart, mind, soul, body, and strength and never fall out of love with You. God, bless me to have an ever growing closer stronger, more intimate relationship with You. Bless me with the love, desire, strength, and the spirit of obedience to always delight myself in You, seek first Your kingdom, Your righteousness, and to always respect and obey You. Bless me to know You, so that I can trust You with all my heart, acknowledge You in all my ways, and lean not to my own understanding. Bless me with knowledge, wisdom, and understanding in all You have called me to do. 
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