Now Elisha had been suffering from the illness from which he died.
~ 2 Kings 13:14a (NIV)
People often mock if a healer can’t heal themselves or their loved ones. Here we have Elisha, one of the big prophets with so many records of miracles performed in Old Testament, could not even heal himself and died from the sickness instead.
Test of authenticity of a prophet isn’t on how good / bad his life is. Something which Paul the Apostle himself used. The fact that his life is like a failure doesn’t disqualify him from being an apostle of Jesus Christ, and the seemingly successful life of his opponents doesn’t make them the true apostle either.
If you’re a true prophet of God and living a “pathetic” life, don’t be discouraged. The proof is in the pudding. The life of true faith, will continue to speak beyond the grave (2 Kings 13:21, 25), beginning with Abel, here Elisha, and fulfilled in Jesus.
As I read Luke’s account on Luke 2:1-7 of the birth of Jesus, I am comforted and strengthened to know that from the macro scheme of the whole world, to the minute details of our personal life, God is involved and watching.
This week is a strange one, despite my best effort, things just don’t go according to what I wish. There are a lot of interruptions. Yesterday, we had a power outage / blackout. It’s good exposure for the girls. They told me it felt like a hotel stay. I worried for the cold and hungry night going to bed. God was merciful, the power returned back before midnight. This morning, my wife informed me that the water is contaminated due to the power outage yesterday. Both of us went to spread the news to friends we know, then cook the water and wait them till cool before pouring to our filter.
My mind is going through many directions too for the sharing tomorrow. With my MIL condition that everyday my SIL had to bring her to hospital, and my wife couldn’t find a catering that tick all the requirements. When my girl said life is difficult as adult, she really meant it.
I pray that may God use my feeble hands and wandering thoughts to bless my friends tomorrow.
I thought this morning, I want to meditate and post about the magnitude of God’s love. Over times, it gets cliche and lost its beauty. And I thought it’s good to remind myself how amazing is God’s Unconditional Love.
In comparison, all other human’s boastings and reasons fail. In life & ministry, the reason Paul could do what he did, I suspect is because he is overwhelmed by the love of God again and again.
And I want to pray the same for myself. “May God reminds me again and again the greatness of His love. May the sweetness of that Love, captures my heart over and again.”
Last night I described to my wife what I observed about our girls, their characteristics, their strengths, and their weaknesses. And how I don’t know how to help them. It was one of a fruitful couple nights to talk about our children. At least I learnt or felt validated that my observation is not wrong.
This morning, the sun was bright (I always love this kind weather), and as I’m meditating on God’s Word, it suddenly dawned on me. And here I’m writing it down:
The last few days have been very hard. My eldest told me, this is the hardest anniversary for you. I smiled, she chose her words correctly. It is the hardest day, but it’s not the worst day. The worst day is when God is not in the picture.
I told my girl, that it is okay. Because when we are weak, then we are strong, because God’s power will make us strong (2 Cor 12:9-10).
I have much to give thanks and rejoice. Yesterday I did a survey, and I could say that I’m thriving in this season. This morning I read an article that it’s OK to feel OK when everybody else say it is not OK.
So when I hear a webinar this morning about the struggle that people face emotionally. And also one good friend describe the struggle he has with this COVID19, my heart goes to them. And I thought let me remind myself on this old small voice that always true.
It has been a tiring journey lately. Only a few people whom I’ve shared briefly, in the need to find strength. Yesterday after we came back from the GP, decided to proceed with another CT Scan before going home, and told our friend to inform our girls via Zoom that we would late home, my hearts were broken inside & I just simply tired for doing anything.
My eldest girl asked me if tomorrow we would leave them again (we’ve left them behind for 3 days in a row!) Honestly I don’t know. I wish I don’t have to. I tried to read more about CT scan & lymphatic system, and I feel so overwhelmed by the complexity of what could go wrong and yet so hard to know exactly what happened, even more mysterious of what cause it.
I felt bad to come to friends asking for help one way or another. I would like to come with good news, with something to celebrate, and to rejoice about. I felt so weak and perhaps so uncharacteristic of a spiritual person.
So last night before sleeping, I repeated the same prayer that if it’s caused by the Enemy, may the Lord deliver us. And if there’s something good out of this which He wants me to learn, may He helped us. Lastly, I ask for His strengthening.
Next week I would help with facilitating group of teens. Part of the preparation, I received discussions around teens. And it can be quite depressing to hear the challenges. Furthermore, there’re many other things regarding health of family members which pull me down.
One day my wife asked me a question, whether God who knows everything (could see even our future disobedience and failures) is happy when we act in present obedience to Him?
It is a difficult question. I only have some clues that ‘Yes’, God is happy / delight in us, when we show faith. As Hebrews 11:6 tells,”Without faith it’s impossible to please God.” In a way it records how these people please God with their faith.