30 years ago: In a small town at a local hospital, a 32 year old mother of four lies in a bed, fighting for her life. She is a pastor’s wife and there are people from her church that have come to pray for her, as well as countless others praying from their homes across the country. Doctors have done all they can, but the situation is grim.
30 days ago: In a small town at a local hospital, a 32 year old mother of four lies in a bed fighting for her life. She is a pastor’s wife and there are people from her church that have come to pray for her, as well as countless others praying from their homes across the country. Doctors have done all they can, but the situation is grim.
30 years ago: This mother of four has been diagnosed with cancer. She has a tumor at the base of her esophagus, which is making it harder and harder for her to swallow. Her husband, friends, church members, and even strangers prayed without ceasing, begging God to heal her body. Surely, God wouldn’t want these children to lose their mother. They prayed believing that God would heal her disease.
30 days ago: This mother of four just gave birth to beautiful twin boys. After the birth, her body began hemorrhaging and doctors were unable to stop the bleeding. In addition, she had developed an often fatal disease called DIC, which made her blood unable to clot. As she laid on the operating table, she was given enough blood to replace the full amount of blood in her body. After doing everything they knew to do, one of her doctors came out to tell the husband that although much-needed plasma and platelets were on their way, they were still 45 minutes away. She went on to say that unless something changed, his wife wouldn’t live another 45 minutes. A day of great joy and celebration had quickly turned into a day of uncertainty and suffering. Her husband, friends, church members, and even strangers prayed without ceasing, begging God to heal her body. Surely, God wouldn’t want these children to lose their mother. They prayed believing that God would heal her disease.
30 years ago: God, in his goodness and mercy, healed this mother of four.
30 days ago: God, in his goodness and mercy, healed this mother of four.
30 years ago: God healed my mom, Becky Welborn, when she entered into heaven.
30 days ago: God healed me, Erin Mashaw, when He used incredibly talented doctors to think creatively and work tirelessly to give me my own life back.
It’s easy to look at these two similar, but different situations and form questions and opinions about whether or not God is truly good. Why would one story have a “happy ending” and not the other? How could it be God’s plan for children to lose their mother? For a husband to lose his wife? We wrestle with these questions all the time as we work through a million different scenarios in our lives and the lives of others.
I think it depends on how we understand the word “healing”. I think, sometimes, our definition is a little narrow. I am absolutely confident that God healed my mom. The Bible tells us that in heaven, there is no more sickness, no more pain, and no more crying there. Her body was sick and eaten up with cancer. She was in great pain. And, as Christians, we know that the very best thing for us is God. She is with him and there is nothing in the world that is better than that.
The great tragedy in these two situations would be to look at them and say that God was good 30 days ago, but not 30 years ago. Most of us are probably not gutsy enough to say that, though. We’d probably say that God was good in the healing that took place 30 days ago, and then try to ignore what happened 30 years ago.
As someone who had a front row seat in both situations, I’m telling you that God was no less good 30 years ago than he was 30 days ago.
Of course, I am so thankful and happy that God chose to let me continue to live with my incredible husband and our 4 kids. When I think, even for a moment, of what I could be missing, it’s absolutely gut-wrenching. It would have been incredibly sad if I had died 30 days ago, but it would have been ok. How do I know?
Because it was incredibly sad… even gut-wrenching, 30 years ago… but it was ok.
When we lost my mom, it was awful. It was hard in ways I’m sure I will never fully understand. But we were never alone. God was with us every single step of the way, guiding our steps, showing us how much he loved us. He stepped into our lives in new ways that we would never have experienced otherwise. He brought us a “new mom” (I don’t like the term “step-mom”) when my Dad got remarried and a few years later, I got another sister. God made our family complete in ways that we could have never imagined.
30 years ago: It wasn’t what we had asked for or anticipated, but God brought healing to our family.
30 days ago: He did it again 🙂