This is day 20 of my fall series – 31 days to An Autumn Harvest of our Words. For these posts, I thought I’d explore a different twist on why our words matter…
Is there a God-established sowing, reaping and harvesting in our words? Especially of His Words, spoken?
Like roses pressed in a book, the falling leaves feel like bits of golden remembrance to me. Maybe that’s part of the inexplicable whoosh of tenderness I know every time I watch a shower of them flutter, lightly chase as in windy circles of confetti, gracefully dipping in plie to the ground. It’s a feeling of a breathy, whispery, slip-through-your-fingers message sent down on a breeze, like trying to catch and hold onto a bubble, if only we could…
“Take your dad home — nothing else to be done — he will have the bag attached to his kidney for life because once it is on, it NEVER comes off!” they tried to impress upon us, smiling indulgently at the mention of miracles. Hmm…Bringing him home after three months of hospital-to-rehab, to hospital and rehab and hospital again, was a miracle in itself. Doctors often call the rehab “home,” so I don’t think Dad believed he was coming to his own house until he saw it, himself.
Over the three months at home we had a nightly ritual following readying Dad for sleep. We’d pray aloud from some scripture prayers and Dad would say “Amen” to each one… like taking “God’s medicine” daily (with no harmful side-effects! 🙂 )….
“Jesus is Lord of my life; sickness and disease have no power over me,” we’d pray aloud. “He bore my sin on the tree… by His stripes I am healed and made whole [1 Peter 2:24, Romans 6:11, 2 Corinthians 5:21]… God sent His word and healed me. [Psalm 107:20]
“Heavenly Father, I attend to Your Word. I incline my ear to Your sayings. I will not let them depart from my eyes. I keep them in the midst of my heart, for they are life and healing to all my flesh.” [Proverbs 4:20-22]
“No evil will befall me, neither shall any plague come near my dwelling. For You have given your angels charge over me. They keep me in all my ways. In my pathway is life, healing and health.” [Psalm 91: 10,11, Proverbs 12:28]
“I present my body to God, for it is the temple of the Living God. God dwells in me and His Life permeates my SPIRIT, SOUL AND BODY, so that I am filled with the fullness of God daily.” [Romans 12:1,2, John 14:20]
“Growths and tumors have no right in me. They are a thing of the past for I am delivered from the authority of darkness. The Life of God within me dissolves growths and obstructions and my strength and health is restored.” [Colossians: 1:13,14,]
Daily we prayed God’s Word would engraft into each of our hearts and minds and spirits even as we spoke His truth aloud and with every assenting Amen from dad.
That God would supernaturally make a way for that kidney bag to come off.
That whatever was blocking the function from correctly working would resolve.
That what man called “impossible,” God promised He would do and more.
As Jesus spoke to the fig tree and to the storm, we spoke in His Name to my dad’s body. “In Jesus’ Name, body I speak the Word of Faith to you. I command every internal organ to perform a perfect work, for you are the temple of the Holy Spirit! Therefore, I charge you in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ and my authority of His Holy Word – be healed and made whole in Jesus’ Name.”
One afternoon two months into dad’s being home, the visiting nurse noticed that the kidney bag was resisting her flush. “Bring him in to ER,” the doctor advised, “just so we can make sure nothing is obstructing him.”
Dad seemed calm, even as nurses and technicians bustled around him, taking his blood pressure, wheeling in the ultrasound machine. In the corner of the tiny room, I shivered in shirtsleeves. Outside it was 109 degrees. In here, what? 40? [Why DO they keep it so frigid in ER?]
“You need a sweater, hon,” Dad said, watching me. I smiled at his typical sweater concern from way back, even when there was the slightest breeze. “I’m okay, Dad,” I answered. “Don’t worry ’bout me.”
Soon the tech had his kidney image up on the ultrasound screen, and I was watching the shadows and light move its inky picture, like a Rorshach test.
I’ve never told anyone besides my sister and Dad what happened next. Well… and now… you. 🙂
As I watched the screen, the technician froze the image in place. And what I saw there nearly made me gasp aloud. I stared closer. It couldn’t really be. It was just my creative imagination… like seeing pictures in clouds. But no, it was like the face of our Lord as we always depict Him, only right there as if superimposed within the kidney image itself. Shoulder length hair, eyes that held mine… And the feeling of an assurance sweeping over me. I am taking care of your dad’s kidney. You will see something wondrous come from this….
I could hear my sister talking to the technician, asking typical questions, while my eyes stayed glued to a shadow and light face I clearly saw onscreen. Later, I told my sister and Dad what I’d seen on that screen.
“It looks like things have reversed themselves,” doctors cautiously announced to us later that day. “We’ll run a dye test in the morning and if it confirms, we’ll remove the bag…”
Huh? The bag that NEVER comes off? “Let’s thank God now, that He is healing you, Dad,” we said as he was wheeling away for the test.
In 30 minutes, the nurse came out with the news. “Everything is now functioning normally,” she grinned, “and the bag has been removed!”
One day later, Dad was back at home. “God did a miracle for you, you know!” we exclaimed to him. “I know,” he said, never a man of many words. But his smile said enough anyway. That night, praying aloud together, his “Amen’s” held the harvest of our words, already there before us. To God… in His living Word… be the Glory.
“ We call Abraham “father” not because he got God’s attention by living like a saint, but because God made something out of Abraham when he was a nobody. Isn’t that what we’ve always read in Scripture, God saying to Abraham, “I set you up as father of many peoples”? Abraham was first named “father” and then became a father because he dared to trust God to do what only God could do: raise the dead to life, with a word make something out of nothing. When everything was hopeless, Abraham believed anyway, deciding to live not on the basis of what he saw he couldn’t do but on what God said he would do.”
~ Romans 4:17 [The Message]
© Pam Depoyan
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