This one is for my "3rd sister" Amber.
In case you don't know this about me, I've been on a journey pressing in to understand what healing means for today. I read the Bible and hear what God does throughout the OT and NT in regards to miracles and I hear Jesus say "if you ask anything in my name it will be done" & "greater things than this shall you do in my name." I personally am unsatisfied with the level of "miraculous healing" in our time. Don't get me wrong, I see the hand of God move often and in situations but I never ever want to settle for second best. I want to see the dead raised, cancer healed & the lame walk ~ which brings me to my post today.
My "sister" Amber has had a hard year. Her 2 year old nephew died from complications to a disease he had. Her sister just miscarried at 15 weeks along. Throughout this year she has pressed on, fully giving God glory and trusting in His sovereignty. I admire her and all of her courage.
I am not an expert in the least but here are the thoughts that I am leaning on in this stage in my spiritual journey. We are in a battle and sometimes we lose. Unfortunately, the church seems to be losing more than winning and this losing truly effects the lives of real people in real ways. I thank the Lord that He is our Comforter and He will sustain us. To me, however, these are battles that we have lost but for those of us left fighting may these losses push us on to keep fighting and begin winning.
I was at a basketball game the other night and I was singing along with the "Star Spangled Banner" and was caught up in the words "and the rockets red glare, the bombs bursting in air gave proof to the night that our flag was still there." We sing this song all the time to remind us of the cost of our freedom. Real people died on that night, and in all the battles fought for our freedom. And now I am sitting comfortably with my two kids watching a basketball game without a care in the world. The cost of other people's lives and belief in the dream and fight purchased our freedom for us.
It is my sincere pray that the "ones we have lost" are not lost in vain rather that those of us left fighting will keep fighting for freedom. In addition I pray, that my children's generation will receive the benefits of us fighting for the reality of God's miraculous freedom in America. That they can know healing as commonplace instead of the "far between" that it is today.
So even in this battle may we remember: "As the rockets red glare, the bombs bursting in air gave proof to the night that the cross was still there."