Does anyone ever actually plan on becoming ill?
It certainly wasn’t in my plan.
I had even entertained the thought of inviting friends over for the evening.
For a good part of the day, I had been cleaning house and rearranging some furniture.
Everything was fine, until….well, until it wasn’t.
At first, there seemed to be no reason to become alarmed.
Later, it became apparent that a trip to the hospital was necessary.
That was Saturday; today I was allowed to come back home.
The view from my hospital room gave the distinct impression of snow-capped mountains.
Since I live in a sub-tropical area, that was utterly impossible—it only looked that way because of the unusual architecture of building as seen from my 4th floor window.
I had a lot of time to gaze out those windows.
I had a lot of time to think and to pray.
In fact, it seemed that I was praying almost constantly Saturday evening, many times, out loud.
Was God there?
Did He hear me?
A friend visited, praying a powerful prayer over me.
I told her of a previous time that God had brought healing to me as I suddenly became ill just days before I was preparing to direct a Christian musical.
Mentioning the words to one of the songs, I sang a beginning line to her:
"Be strong and take courage. Do not fear or be dismayed…" (Be Strong and Take Courage by Don Moen)
Later, I opened a Bible that had been placed in the hospital room.
It opened to the Book of Joshua.
I decided that I would begin reading it.
Chapter one, verse nine, read,
"Have I not commanded you? Be strong and of good courage; do not be afraid, nor be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go."
Not having remembered that this passage was in Joshua, I was convinced that God wanted me to remember this and take it to heart.
I needed to be strong.
I needed to be of good courage.
I did not need to be afraid.
I needed to remember that the Lord my God was with me.
In the hospital.
As He would be, always.
Had I been afraid and dismayed?
Tremendously—especially upon my arrival in the emergency area.
To be dismayed is to experience distress that is usually caused when something unexpected happens.
I was definitely distressed.
My fears were calmed in His timing and I trusted that He was with me, hearing every prayer.
In your own life, when everything is fine until, well….it isn’t, let me encourage you to cry out to God.
God is all-powerful and He is in control.