Spurgeon's evening devotional for today sings to my soul ..."Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed."
-- Jeremiah 17:14
"I have seen his ways, and will heal him."
- Isaiah 57:18
It is the sole prerogative of God to remove spiritual disease. Natural
disease may be instrumentally healed by men, but even then the honour
is to be given to God who giveth virtue unto medicine, and bestoweth
power unto the human frame to cast off disease.
Amen. There is no power to healing, no cure, but that the Lord Himself gives it power. I praise God that He grants healing even to the very sick in body, and I marvel at the times when I feel good in the midst of these cancer treatments -- small reminders of the omnipotent Lord's restorative work in creation, which will culminate when the Lord Jesus returns to claim His own and bring the new heaven and new earth to us.
As for spiritual
sicknesses, these remain with the great Physician alone; he claims it
as his prerogative, "I kill and I make alive, I wound and I heal;" and
one of the Lord's choice titles is Jehovah-Rophi, the Lord that healeth
thee. "I will heal thee of thy wounds," is a promise which could not
come from the lip of man, but only from the mouth of the eternal God.
On this account the psalmist cried unto the Lord, "O Lord, heal me, for
my bones are sore vexed," and again, "Heal my soul, for I have sinned
against thee." For this, also, the godly praise the name of the Lord,
saying, "He healeth all our diseases." He who made man can restore man;
he who was at first the creator of our nature can new create it.
Just as Job was not only healed of all his travails, but blessed richly in overabundance on the other side of his terrible trials, all of creation -- especially us human creatures who have been brought by faith to see that He is the King and Creator of all things, the Author and Finisher of salvation itself -- yearns for redemption. In my brokenness, I seek His healing power, knowing that whatever my prognosis, I will be made whole in Christ Jesus. And what joy that brings me even when I feel sick, weak, and exhausted. What joy to know Him, to love Him because He first loved me!
What a
transcendent comfort it is that in the person of Jesus "dwelleth all
the fulness of the Godhead bodily!" My soul, whatever thy disease may
be, this great Physician can heal thee. If he be God, there can be no
limit to his power. Come then with the blind eye of darkened
understanding, come with the limping foot of wasted energy, come with
the maimed hand of weak faith, the fever of an angry temper, or the
ague of shivering despondency, come just as thou art, for he who is God
can certainly restore thee of thy plague.
Whether I am to be healed of this cancer or it claims me in due time, I know in Whom I trust -- the Great Physician of my soul! He healed my broken heart and sin-fouled spirit by His strong right hand, gave my withered heart faith in the truth of His Word, and led me out of darkness into the brilliant light of His love and mercy. I rejoice in my God!
None shall restrain theI think of the folks in the waiting room at the Regional Cancer Center, in the chemo infusion room, the wonderful nurses, doctors, PAs and office administrators who have in ways large and small been instruments of healing in my life and those of so many others who, like me, are on a journey with cancer for as long as it takes. Nothing easy about any of this, but oh, what ease to rest in the Lord this day. My heart is light in His boundlessly gracious hands. I am breathing. In Him, I am truly alive.
healing virtue which proceeds from Jesus our Lord. Legions of devils
have been made to own the power of the beloved Physician, and never
once has he been baffled. All his patients have been cured in the past
and shall be in the future, and thou shalt be one among them, my
friend, if thou wilt but rest thyself in him this night.
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