Nothing Brings the Importance of Life into focus more than the Probability of Death

     It’s kind of hard to describe the tsunami of thoughts that hits your mind when a doctor tells you that it is really cancer.  After that word hit the atmosphere, plans for surgery were put into action so quickly that I didn’t even have time to pinch myself to see if this was truly happening.  Up until then I had never been in the hospital, never had a surgery, and never had a serious illness.  I have however been a serious student of the Bible since 1980 and learned that a child of God has a right to live a life of health as was designed from the beginning.  After Jesus came to restore the Kingdom that Adam lost he proved that the healing power of God would be available if or when we needed it.  For over twenty years I have taught the subject of faith in God’s word and how believing His Word can bring things from the unseen to the seen world we live in.  On August the 6th, 2007, the day before surgery, I was on the phone to my oldest son, Joshua, and he asked me something that stopped me in my tracks.  He said, “Dad, I know you’re having surgery tomorrow but in light of everything that you have taught us, have you asked the Lord to heal you?”   My saddened response was, “no son I haven’t.”  When I got home that evening I went before my Lord and asked Him to forgive me for not coming to Him first.  I felt like a failure.  I told Him that I was having surgery in the morning (like He didn’t know about it) and that I needed Him to tell me what He wanted me to do.  As clear as I have ever heard the Lord speak to me I heard Him say, “I already have told you what to do.”  As quick as you could fan through the pages of your Bible, every scripture of healing came to my mind.  I interpeted that as God saying that He was going to take care of it. I’ll never forget that I was lying on my bed and remember quoting Mark 11:24 for the first time with conviction. When I told Melanie that I wasn’t going through with the surgery she cuddled up next to me with tears running down her face and asked, “are you sure?”  It’s sometimes good to quietly cry together…