Consider well the great love of the Father, who sent His only Son not to judge the world but to save it. This same Son, the true Physician of souls and bodies, stooped to be called Son of David so that you, a servant, might be made a son of God. When you cry out in the name of Jesus for your child’s healing, you honor the Father, for the Son said, “I speak not of myself.” The tongue that forms such a prayer in faith already proves you a hearer of His commandments. Do not, therefore, let the sight of suffering whisper low thoughts into your heart, as though some flaw in your petition had closed His ears. The love of Christ has a proportion; it looks for faith, not to swell His own glory, but to lift the petitioner to a higher knowledge of who He truly is. When He asked the blind men, “Do you believe I am able to do this?” He did not seek a confession of some mere human healer, a son of David only. He was drawing them to see that He who stood before them was the very Son of the living God, able to command restoration as the Word by whom all things were made.
Persist then night and day in prayer, as the Apostle Paul did when he longed to see the fruit of his labor and perfect what was lacking in faith. Do not measure the Lord’s kindness by the swiftness of an answer. The farmer hears that his distant field is heavy with grain, and though his eyes have not yet seen the stalks bending, he prays with exceeding joy, trusting the good earth to yield its harvest. So you also, as you see your son’s frame afflicted and the physicians working, know that the Great Husbandman is not idle. The remedies of doctors are not outside His providence; He who made the body can guide the hand that treats it. But more than that, He often permits a season of pain so that the healing, when it comes, may be received with a faith that sees beyond the flesh, to the One who will one day raise up that very body incorruptible.
Do not imagine that because Christ delayed to come in judgment, you may be careless in your asking, or that if relief lingers, it means the Father’s will is to condemn. Far from it! He sent the Son that the world through Him might be saved. The same word that now brings dread of sickness is also an invitation to wash away all negligence. While you beg for an eased esophagus and clear lungs, and ask rightly, for He took our nature and knows its pangs, beg also that both you and your son may hear His voice with such depth that Christ speaks within your souls by the Spirit. Many have heard ten times and seemed unchanged, yet later one word, or one touch of grace, brings forth all the fruit at once. The ten blows upon the tree prepared the fall that the last stroke appeared to perform alone. So let every prayer, every tear, every night spent watching, be a stroke of holy insistence upon the gates of mercy. Do not faint.
Lift up your eyes, then, not to a mere healer who might soothe the stomach and mend the lining, but to the Son who reveals the Father, who glorifies the Father by restoring His creation. If He permits the trial to continue, it is not from weakness nor ignorance of your secret sighs. He who knows the hearts of men endured the cross not to display power in haste but to purchase an eternal salvation. Whether He commands the inflammation to cease in an instant, or leads your son step by step through the slow art of medicine, the same loving purpose holds: to bring you both to that blessed confession where you know Him not as King of Israel only, but as King of all worlds, the Lord who breathed life into Adam’s lungs and can rebuke any disorder with a word.
So continue to come boldly, yet with reverence, trusting that He is able to do this. Let your request be seasoned with whatever may be lacking in faith, saying often, “Lord, I believe; help my unbelief.” For He who endured a servant to be called His father so that you might call the Father your own, cannot fail to attend to such a cry. Wait upon Him, and you will learn that the health which seems delayed becomes a deeper knowing of the Son, in whom all the Father’s love is given. He who has ears to hear, let him hear.
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. 
