What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise" -Laura Story
Having a chronic disease is an interesting experience, especially a lesser known one and one that lands you in the ER often. Every Dr treats me differently. Some seem not to believe it's as serious as it is, some scare me with how serious they take it and others just don't know how to handle it. It's often hard to know where to turn and to know if you're imagining the symptoms. I think this is the same with all chronic illness, it's for sure been that way with both my depression and this Mast Cell Disease.
I know that even though the Doctors all treat it differently, and treat me differently, I know that our master healer, our Heavenly Father, knows what is happening and He knows the directions we need to go to get the help that is needed. I also know that He could just heal me but He allows us to experience these things "to give thee experience".
During my first hospital stay, when we had no idea what was going on and I think we all just thought it was an allergic reaction- a severe one- but something that would just go away. I was lying in my hospital bed and I was alone and a little nervous and not sure how to proceed. I was wanting a priesthood blessing and trying to think who I could call to come give me a blessing. Less than five minutes later Bishop Andrus and his counselor, Rigo knocked on my door. I exclaimed "I was just wanting someone to give me a blessing!" My Bishop smiled a knowing smile and I knew that he had been sent by my Heavenly Father at that time to help me.
They didn't stay long and we didn't talk much but they gave me a blessing. I'll admit, I was hoping for a blessing of healing and that I'd be told that I would be all better quickly. That's not the blessing I received. I was given much comfort and my family and I were blessed to have the strength that we needed. The thing that really stood out to me and has stayed with me all this time was that I was blessed "that the Doctors would be able to find the diseases that were in my body and be able to know how to help me with them." I was also blessed that I would be "led to the right doctors who could help me."
These two sentences have given me much strength and hope. I believe that these priesthood blessings come from the Lord. The men who give them, if they are worthy and in tune with the spirit, are just mouth pieces for the Lord.
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