Your prayer for your son rises like incense before the throne of God, and rightly you flee to the great physician of souls and bodies. Marvel at this: He who is Son of the unoriginate God suffered to be called Son of David, that He might make you a child of the Father. He took on our frame to heal our every wound. So trust not in words alone, but with the faith that Peter had when he confessed, “Thou art the Son of God,” understanding Him as very God, not as a mere man. This is the faith that saves and heals.
You ask for his esophagus, his lungs, his airways. The Lord who opens the eyes of the blind and makes the lame walk asks you directly: “Believe ye that I am able to do this?” He waits for your heart’s reply, not because He needs our affirmation, but to teach you to look higher, to lay hold of His power. Night and day, like the apostle, pray exceedingly, not from anxiety but with joy, knowing that as a husbandman longs to see the fruitful field, so the Lord desires to perfect what is lacking in your son’s faith and your own. He delays judgment and sickness not to harm but to offer time for cleansing, that we might wash away our transgressions and find the true healing of the soul.
Consider this: when He healed the body, He often first addressed the hidden infirmities. The guests within the feast were blind, maimed, lame just like those outside. So too our souls are burdened with dropsy and inflammation from pride, surfeiting, and worldly cares. While you pray for his physical frame, look also to the soul’s health. Do not felicitate the powerful or the rich who seem untouched by pain, for their condition is a more grievous disease if they refuse the physician’s counsel. Be rather like the thankful, those who seek nothing beyond sufficiency, whose souls are in brightness.
If the healing comes quickly, give thanks and do not grow slack. If it tarries, do not despair. Many hear the word ten times and seem insensible, yet afterwards bear abundant fruit. The blows that do not fell the tree at once are preparing it for the final saving blow that brings it to its knees in conversion. So your persistent prayer and the remedies of the doctors, guided by God, work together. The Lord sees the root; trust that even now He is applying the medicine that restores.
Above all, hold fast to His commandments, for that is the proof of love. And know that whatever He does, He does with the Father and for your good. I do not cease to pray that you and your son may breathe freely not only with the body but with the soul, opening every passage to the Spirit, until you stand before Him perfected and whole.