A few days ago I received this message from my brother-in-law, who has spent over thirty years of his life as a missionary in Thailand:
“Please pray for my friend Kias, a Thai Christian folk singer who is entering the hospital tomorrow for treatment. On March 23rd he was diagnosed with a rare cancer that has spread through his internal organs. He is spitting up blood and the doctor has not given him hope. Today he shared with me that he is at peace with God even though he is walking through the shadow of death, he is not afraid. His wife and young daughter (about 6) need grace during this time as well. Pray for God’s will to be done, whether it is bodily healing or whether it is a new body in heaven. Pray for Nok his wife to be strong in her faith.”
As I was running early this morning and praying for Kias my mind flitted to a testimony of a woman who has just become a member of our church. I read her story last night. She was born and raised in a Hindu family, but was never happy and comfortable with prayers and rituals the family had to perform. When she was 12, her uncle came to faith and she would often go to church with him. She left school in Grade 11 to look after her bed-ridden dad. At that time her uncle and elders of his church visited her dad and prayed for him. Miraculously he was healed and the whole family gave up Hinduism and embraced Christ.
Why do we not see more miraculous healings? Lack of faith? Lack of prayer? Lack of expectation? Probably! But then there’s ‘mystery’. Who can understand the ways of God! We must pray for healing, but “learn to trust his heart where we cannot trace his hand.”