The Summer of My Discontent
It’s been a week of ups and downs. I prayed with a woman at a store a few days ago who had a shoulder injury. She wasn’t healed. I went home that night bummed. I expected her to be healed and she wanted to be healed, but she felt nothing the three times I prayed with her. So I grumbled at God before I went to bed.
I’m aware that she might have been healed three minutes after I walked out the door. Those things happen and I suggested this might be the case for her before I left. But I was still disappointed. I’ve seen so many people healed of shoulder injuries that when someone doesn’t feel better, I feel like I’ve failed.
The next day I went to work, thinking about the failure from the previous day. On our first call, I talked with monitor tech who wore an immobilizer on her wrist. Her job of mousing from one computer screen to another gave her carpal tunnel syndrome. She was going to see a neurologist in a few weeks. I suggested that if she’d let me pray with her, she wouldn’t need to. She agreed to let me have a shot at it.
I prayed over her wrist three times, commanding it to be healed. Each time she felt an increasing sensation of heat.
With a look of shock, she blurted out, “What did you just do to me?” Her pain was gone.
I explained that God had healed her. She was beside herself.
So after suffering a setback like a failed healing, you have two choices. Give up, or keep going. Love and obedience require us to ignore temporary setbacks. We must keep going for the sake of love.
So while I was grumbling at God the previous night, I grumbled about something else. I transported two patients on the same day who had muscular dystrophy. I didn’t pray with them. I couldn’t recall any testimonies of MD being healed and my faith for this condition was so small, it seemed pointless. I’ve since found a very interesting testimony that involved muscular dystrophy, a brain tumor, a stroke and other conditions—all of which were miraculously healed.
I’ve been transporting patients with MD, cerebral palsy, MS and similar conditions, but healing testimonies of these conditions are rare. And because they are, I’m under the impression that they’re somehow different. I don’t have a lot of confidence that God wants to heal these conditions, so I rarely pray for them. I know the problem is my perception and not God’s willingness, but this is an area where my mind is struggling right now and it probably needs some renewing.
So before I went to bed, I grumbled at God. I asked why it is that we see thousands of injured shoulders, knees, wrists and ankles healed, but not muscular dystrophy, multiple sclerosis or cerebral palsy in any great numbers.
I’m grateful that He’s healing people at all. But I have a nagging discontent that demands healing for everyone. Without exception. So in this new season, my plan is to let my discontent grow and cause me to demand answers of God. I’m asking for strategies, keys, angels or anything else that might help get people healed more often.
You’re welcome to tag along for the ride. And if you learn anything you want to share—I’m all ears.