Can’t sleep. Suspense is killing me. I was just telling God I’ve never prayed so much in my life. Not that He didn’t know. Then I realized if there was ever a time, this is it. So I guess I’ll just read and pray all night.
A lot of good things happened today. The early morning was crummy so I was praying about some things and feeling lonely and discouraged. Then I got to my AM bible study and a woman there (who has been miraculously healed herself) pulled me aside and told me exactly what to do and pray. She had no idea that’s exactly what I’d done this AM. That was nice encouragement, and a great reminder that I’m not alone, no matter how it feels sometimes.
Later I was still feeling a little down and opened my devotional. It happened to be incredibly encouraging and reassuring. It included Galatians 6:9, “for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart”, and 2 Cor 4:1, “do not lose heart”.
Finally, at my PM bible study (yes, Wednesdays are filled with God times!), we are studying James and learned that the original Greek term for 1:1’s “Greetings” is “Joy to you”, and that we all have joy as a birthright. I don’t feel a lot of joy right now, except when I imagine telling everyone I’m officially healed. That will be a great day and I sure hope it’s tomorrow. But if not, my joy is actually in the Lord no matter what, and I have to remember that.
If the results are bad tomorrow it’s okay, because I will still be healed in His time. God is good no matter what, and we’re going to have a little celebration in His honor tomorrow, regardless of the circumstances.
So…that’s it. I feel like I’ve been waiting years to get these stinking results. It’s definitely time.