Miracles.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Miracles. When we read the New Testament (and Old for that matter), we see so many miracles. Jesus performed His first public miracle at a wedding in Cana when He turned water into wine. We see Him later on healing the blind, deaf, mute, lame, sick, even raising the dead. These are all miraculous things, we’d all agree. God-sized acts that only He can do – that’s a miracle. And for the past 21 days we’ve been praying for just that for Jake. Well, Jake got his miracle.
Last night something truly God-sized happened. We’ve been praying for Jake to be healed. We’ve been praying, and very fervently I might add, that God would lay His healing hand on Jake and raise him up. Last night he passed from this world into the presence of God. And many of us, at least for a few moments, have wondered why. Let’s be honest, okay? I’ve wondered why some get healed and others don’t. I’ve asked why others in worse shape even than Jake was have pulled through. And can I tell you what answer I’ve gotten, deep within my spirit from Him?
Jake was healed. And not with a temporary healing, but with an eternal one. Last night God sent a holy band of escort angels from heaven to a CCU room at Baptist Medical Center in Little Rock, Arkansas. When they arrived, they found Jake fighting, as he had been for 20 days. They found him fighting hard, but they found him tired. It seems as though he would conquer one battle only to find himself in another one. And I can almost hear God the Father saying to His angels, “Jake’s mine, and he’s tired. Bring him on home.” And with that, his healing came.
So we hurt. We don’t hurt for Jake, because we know he’s infinitely better off now than we are. We hurt for Nikki, his wife of just a few months. We hurt for his parents and family, who are experiencing an ache that few can understand. We hurt for all of his friends, whether they talked to him all the time or haven’t spoken to him in years. We hurt for the Vilonia community that rallied together in support of Jake. We hurt.
But can I tell you one more thing? God’s an expert at giving comfort to the hurting. He knows just what we need, just as He knew just what Jake needed. And so today, though I hurt, I pray. Nikki, and all of your family – you’re being lifted up to the Throne today, and will be every day that is to come. And when you don’t know how to pray, and just don’t know how in the world you’ll make it through the pain and loneliness, I pray these three words – these three simple yet profound words – will give you hope and comfort: God Is Faithful.

That’s just a thought, and I welcome yours.
Until next time,
Blake

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