The body lies in great peril, and the soul is called to a mighty contest. Do not let your faith waver because the illness is severe and the physicians see no hope. For it is precisely when human aid fails that the power of God is made perfect. This affliction is not a sign of God’s absence but the very ground where He displays His strength, if we do not shrink back. Let us then be urgent and violent in prayer, not merely asking for a speedy recovery, but beseeching the Lord to accomplish His will in her, whether it be to restore her to this fleeting life or to receive her into the everlasting kingdom. For the true healing is not the mending of the body alone, but the salvation of the soul.
Do you recall how God dealt with Job? The devil was permitted to afflict him, not because God hated him, but to demonstrate that Job did not serve God merely for health and earthly goods. When the righteous man endured all with thanksgiving, then God restored to him even more than he had lost. So now, if we bear this trial thankfully, and if this woman herself, even in her unconscious state, is held fast by the prayers of the faithful, it may please God to raise her up again. But if it should be otherwise, and she departs in the hope of Christ, her reward is greater still. Let us not love the bodies of our dear ones more than their souls, nor bind the hands of God by demanding only what our flesh desires. Seek first the kingdom of God for her, and then these things may be added as He sees fit.
Yet I know that the heart aches and the eyes burn with tears. This is not forbidden. Even our Lord wept at Lazarus’s tomb. But let grief be tempered by faith. The enemy would have you despair and think that God has forgotten. But He is gracious and long-suffering, rich in mercy, and often He delays precisely so that we may hold to Him with greater force and vigilance. The kingdom of heaven suffers violence, and the violent take it by force. Be violent in prayer, then: arm yourself with almsgiving, with tears, with unceasing supplication, and with a sober watchfulness that refuses to let go of the hem of His garment. Do not sleep through this trial, but rise up as one who seizes spoils in battle.
And while you pray for her body, examine your own soul. For affliction is also a preacher, calling us to repentance. Perhaps some worldly care or love of money has dimmed the eye of the heart. If thick clouds have gathered, wash them away with mercy toward the poor, and you will see more clearly the goodness of God even in this sorrow. I shall join my prayers with yours, but do you also become a co-worker with me in this struggle. In place of panic, offer praise. In place of complaint, say, “The Lord gives, and the Lord takes away; blessed be the name of the Lord.” Then you will see what comfort the Spirit brings, a joy that no physician can administer.
Now let us lift up our hearts together. O Lord Jesus Christ, who art the true physician of souls and bodies, look upon this daughter of Thine who lies in the shadow of death. Thou didst once speak a word, and the centurion’s servant was healed; Thou didst rebuke the fever, and Peter’s mother-in-law arose. Be near to her, even if she cannot speak, and let Thy life-giving Spirit restore strength to her mortal frame, if it be for her salvation. But if Thou hast ordained otherwise, receive her into the unending day of Thy kingdom, where there is no sickness nor sighing. Strengthen those who watch and weep; grant them the faith that can say, “Not my will, but Thine be done.” And use this fiery trial to burn away all dross from their hearts, that they may cling to Thee alone, their true and eternal riches. Amen.