My God heals. What does yours do?

My God heals. 

All my life, I have heard that Jesus heals. 

He can heal cancer, diabetes, broken bones, even broken hearts. 

He gives power, strength, comfort, encouragement, and so much more. 

He can raise from the dead. 

He answers every prayer. 

All of these I've experienced. 

Except one.

I know my God, THE GOD, can perform miracles. 

I've seen it done all my life. 

He performed many, many financial miracles for my family. 

I've seen him save both of my parents lives. 

I've seen firsthand the miracles he can do, without a problem. 

But, I've never seen him heal.

Oh, I've heard the stories. 

"So-and-so walked for the first time in 20 years tonight." 

Or, "So-and-so was healed of his cancer at service last night." 

I've heard it, but never seen or experienced it. 

And I've prayed for it for many people, but it has yet to occur. 

Last September, the doctors found a brain tumor in my Dad. 

I prayed and prayed and prayed. 

I'm not sure I had ever been that prayed up. 

I asked for a miracle, I couldn't tell you how many times. 

But it didn't come. 

He had to have surgery to get it removed, 

and will be on shots and medications until God sees fit.

It made me question if God really could heal.

Last November was Josh and Kristen's accident.

That tore my world apart.

I thought God should have saved them.

What kind of God couldn't save them from a semi?

Do I really serve a God that can't do all he says he can?

I questioned his existence yet again.

 Now, my mom is in the hospital for the second time in 3 weeks. 

I prayed for a healing the first time, but it didn't happen. 

She still had surgery. 

And now, complications from the surgery may result in another surgery. 

But you know what? 

I still believe that my God can heal. 

My faith has been shaken enough over the last 

9 months for me to believe that God can't heal, 

that He doesn't exist, 

and it almost worked.

But scriptures say that God has sent us a comforter. 

And that comforter gives us peace that surpasses all understanding. 

I may not have ever experienced God as a healer, 

but I have experienced the peace He gives. 

That alone restores my faith in God every time I think he can't heal.

So today, as I drove to the hospital, again, to see my mom. 

I told God this, 

"I have not ever known you as a healer. 

But I know the peace that you can give. 

Therefore you can heal. 

So, God, make this the time that I come to know you as a healer. 

Because with all my heart, I believe."

Without a doubt, He is THE healer.