I wonder.
I need it to be.
We found out last week that my mom has cancer. The doctors will be taking it out on Thursday the 6th of August.
I need more faith, I know that. My mom and dad seem to be quite matter of fact about the whole thing. I, on the other hand, am not. I worry. I am scared. I need more faith.
My friend BL emailed a few minutes ago and offered me the “little bit of faith” that he has. He wondered if that was possible – for his little bit of faith to be transferred to me.
In the New Testament, there is some strange relationship between the faith of a person and the healing power of Jesus. I was pondering the story of the woman who had been bleeding for 12 years, but now comes to mind the story of the friends of the paralytic who ripped off the roof of the house so they could lower their friend in the midst of the crowded house and get him close to Jesus.
I need to look this up, hold on…………………………………………………..
Yep, Mark 2. Oh man, what an unbelievable story. The Bible says that the man’s four friends brought the man to Jesus to be healed but couldn’t get to him because the house was so stinking crowded. So they went on the top of the house, and dug through the roof and lowered the paralyzed man down to Jesus. (Totally incidentally, don’t you think Jesus had to be GRINNING as the roof comes off and the guy is lowered down to him?!) And then v.5 says, “When Jesus saw their faith, he said to the paralytic, ‘Son, your sins are forgiven.’” (italics mine)
Not the paralyzed guy’s faith – it was the faith of his friends that Jesus acted on.
Can you have enough faith for my mom, and for me, friends? Will you share it with me? I need it.
Thanks in advance.
I’ll keep you updated.
10:30pm
I love you Nate.
6:05pm
Hey Nate…
I hope faith transfers. I’ve counted on it in the past, at least.
I remember being so numb and depressed during my transplant times(the depression started way before kidney stuff). One night I was scared to death and decided to try and pray, but the only thing that would come out was Jesus’ name. I rarely prayed that whole time. I couldn’t. Sometimes I didn’t want to.
I was hoping that Paul’s encouragement to carry each other’s burdens would cover the prayer deal.
Now after coming out on the other side emotionally, spiritually, and physically restored, I can tell you honestly that the faith of my family and friends healed me.
And that type of revelation is the most humbling and gracious thing I have ever experienced next to the salvation of my sinful soul.
I love you Nate.
Bek
9:35pm
Hi Nathan. I appreciate your honesty and humility. And I will be praying for your mom too.