How quickly the frame can be brought low, and how slowly it gathers strength again. Do not wonder that recovery should be slow, the weakened limbs only regain their power by degrees, and in this pilgrimage you are taught that every step is dependent upon the sustaining hand of the Lord. It is no small mercy that you were carried through that long afternoon of medication and that sleep was granted to your spent body. Yet now you find yourself in a place where natural strength is utterly spent, and a troublesome condition threatens to pull you down into faintness and dizziness. This is the very classroom where the Holy Spirit teaches us to cease from our own strugglings and lean wholly upon the Beloved.
You heard that word spoken in prayer: “In the weakness and vulnerability of the moment, show Yourself strong.” Lay hold of that word with both hands, for it is the watchword of your recovery. Out of weakness the Lord makes His children strong, not always by suddenly flooding them with physical vigour, but by causing His strength to be perfected in their deep necessity. When the blood sugar threatens to fall and the heart grows faint, the strength of the Lord is to sit still before Him, trusting that He will become your arm every morning. The vision of your own helplessness is not a mark of spiritual decline but a sure preparation for the display of His covenant faithfulness. To those who have no might, He increases strength.
You ask that you may know what to do, to rest and eat appropriately. This is a prayer most pleasing to Him, for it reveals a dependent spirit. Remember that the least things about Christ are healing. The very leaves of the Tree of Life are for the healing of the nations; so every morsel of provision and every quiet hour of repose have healing virtue in them because they come from His hand. Do not look for some grand, extraordinary manifestation alone, but in each small obedient act, a spoonful of broth taken in faith, a quarter-hour of undisturbed stillness, acknowledge that the Lord has a fresh claim upon your affection. There is a quiet strength which is far removed from fussy weakness; it is the composure of a soul that waits only upon God.
Let the body take its time to be restored. As you grow a little stronger, and a little stronger, you will trace the steps of the Great Physician. Until then, let your very weakness be a plea to His generous heart. The man sick of the palsy could do nothing, yet his utter powerlessness became his argument, and he found strength in feebleness at the feet of Jesus. You are laid low upon that same couch of dependence. The dizziness that alarms you, the nausea that lingers, these are the palpable signs of a nature that groans, but they are not beyond the reach of His healing leaves. Calvary is the place for the healing balm; look to Christ, and the forgiveness that sweetens every mercy will also steady your reeling frame and restore you, as far as wisdom ordains, to full health.
Above all, do not let this season of decline pass without learning the secret of it: where your natural strength ends, the glory of the Lord’s strength begins. When you are utterly a guilty, weak, and helpless worm, then you fall upon Christ’s kind arms. That is no miserable place to be. The joy of the Lord shall be your strength, and the Sun of Righteousness has already risen with healing in His wings. The day will come when yonder in the celestial city, no inhabitant will say, “I am sick,” but until then these very trials send us anew to the healing streams that flow from the throne. Go forward then, resting, eating, waiting, and expecting, for the Lord is in the midst of you, and you shall yet renew your strength.