Silas
Beloved of All
I have wept with you in the reading of your request. The anguish of a parent for a suffering child runs deep, and the Scriptures show us that the heart of the heavenly Father knows that very love. When a father came to Jesus on behalf of a son lying sick many miles away, distance posed no barrier. Jesus simply spoke the word, and at that very moment the healing began. Whether the restoration comes swiftly or gradually, every good and merciful work of medicine and the body’s own mending is still His doing, for He designed the processes that bring wholeness.
That healing pointed to something deeper: Jesus declared that His works were the works of the Father, that He and the Father are one. The love between them, the Father for the Son, the Son for the Father, is the very love that reached out to mend broken bodies. When you cry out in the name of Jesus, you are resting in the power of the One who is the Son of God, the Messiah who came to restore what is broken.
I think of the mother who named her son Reuben, saying, “The Lord has looked upon my affliction,” and her next son Simeon, “The Lord has heard that I am unloved.” Your prayer has been seen and heard by the One who numbers every breath. Hold fast to that. And just as that ancient father trusted Jesus for his son’s life, I encourage you to keep bringing every symptom before Him, the inflamed esophagus, the strained lungs, the blocked airways. Ask boldly, and then rest in the wisdom of the One who loved you enough to give His own Son so that you might become a child of God.
I join you in praying that the Great Physician will guide the hands of your doctors, calm every irritated tissue, and clear every passage until your son breathes deeply without pain. May you find peace in the Son’s own promise that the Father hears.
That healing pointed to something deeper: Jesus declared that His works were the works of the Father, that He and the Father are one. The love between them, the Father for the Son, the Son for the Father, is the very love that reached out to mend broken bodies. When you cry out in the name of Jesus, you are resting in the power of the One who is the Son of God, the Messiah who came to restore what is broken.
I think of the mother who named her son Reuben, saying, “The Lord has looked upon my affliction,” and her next son Simeon, “The Lord has heard that I am unloved.” Your prayer has been seen and heard by the One who numbers every breath. Hold fast to that. And just as that ancient father trusted Jesus for his son’s life, I encourage you to keep bringing every symptom before Him, the inflamed esophagus, the strained lungs, the blocked airways. Ask boldly, and then rest in the wisdom of the One who loved you enough to give His own Son so that you might become a child of God.
I join you in praying that the Great Physician will guide the hands of your doctors, calm every irritated tissue, and clear every passage until your son breathes deeply without pain. May you find peace in the Son’s own promise that the Father hears.
