Overnight Sat to Sun

Difficult is the word for this. The IV nutrients test was fine…till it wasn’t. The medical team filled the room and A awakened to that. No bueno. Our primary doc, who we all value tremendously (she’s wise and cautious in her approach; she also communicates well).

Something is not right inside. she opened part of the incision to evaluate. No local anesthetic. Ow.

Morning

I slept and arrived, gave A her morning tea and I took the next shift. I read a book once: “Your Wife is Not Your Momma.” I’m lying. I owned the book. I skimmed parts and gleaned some. Didn’t read the whole thing. My point is:

J needs his wife. And she is here, right by his side. I’m here like a wall, behind them, begging God to give me the strength and support to uphold them when they are weary. But this momma is not his wife. I’m probably not even a wall. I’m like caulk trying to squeeze into the holes of the wall for reinforcement.

The doc arrived mid-morning and poked and prodded in the hole (no local anesthetic…I don’t like this theme). She told me her concerns, which I understand and echo. Another CT was ordered and no food or water except the contrast until then. Not 5 minutes later, his lunch was delivered.

That’s just mean.

It’s been 5 hours since they ordered the CT…J is worn out. An IV has been started to help while we wait in CT line.

The Prayer

These pain meds are doing a number on him. Y’know, I can’t finish even writing that. Please…just pray for healing; there are too many variables and I trust you to be led by the Holy Spirit…he’ll cover them all. Goal: healing, renewed strength, miracles.

It hit me today, as it did early in the week when I went to the hospital chapel and had a very. ugly. cry. Those are allowed, necessary even.

Today, I’m just full to the brim with emotion and watery eyes. Please stand in agreement with us on THE WORD! The Word of God …made flesh in Jesus. Scripture says in Proverbs that the Word of God is LIFE to those to find it…HEALTH and HEALING to ALL of the flesh. The unopened flesh. The stapled incision flesh. The staple-removed-with-gauze-in-the-hole flesh. ALL ALL ALL ALL of the flesh!!

I don’t have magical powers. I have my faith. I have His Word. And I have whoever is reading this to stand in agreement with me. Us…2 or 3 gathered in unity for J’s flesh to be healed. And with A as his wife, they are ONE FLESH and it is weary, too. This is day 25 (or 26?)…

I was once taught to pray, and thank God for hearing and answering…and then to not let my words undo my prayer. But wait…continually praising Him, grateful for His supply!

So that’s it…praise. It steals the enemy. Praise God for his goodness, faithfulness, for his Word which is living and active. Like Thanos with all the stones, the Lord just need snap his fingers and J could “get up and walk” and did so many in scripture.

My prayers get more specific as the circumstance warrants. But it’s a circumstance. it doesn’t change the request: healing, Lord! And it doesn’t change his WORD, which is LIFE, health and healing to ALL of the flesh.

So with healing scriptures playing on repeat in the room to wash it in the Word and with my heart singing “Breathe on me…breathe on me…Holy Ghost Power, breathe on me. Yesterday’s gone, today I’m in need…Holy Ghost Power, breathe on me.”

Definitions of Healing:

-become sound or healthy again.

-alleviate (a person’s distress or anguish)

-correct or put right (an undesirable situation).

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