Pray without ceasing 1 Thessalonians 5:17
Last week I discovered how to do this.
First an explanation.
My husband has more than one chronic, and sometimes life-threatening illness, so we have frequently had to rely on God’s mercy and the prayer and support of our brethren.
This week was one of many when we had four days of appointments at the hospital, or our doctor.
Monday we had our regular three hour appointment. (Add on approx another three hours for travelling.)
Monday is a difficult day requiring planning for meals that include ‘what if’ the appointment goes longer and we miss the bus. That makes it much harder.
Tuesday has been a regular appointment day for Geoff having his eye ‘problems’ closely monitored. This week he also had a physiotherapy appointment. Fortunately in the same hospital.
Wednesdays have been normal doctor appointments, locally, and so it was this week.
After the pressured week, one of many recently, Thursday taught me how to ‘pray without ceasing’.
Thursday was already a day I felt stressed about. I had the appointment with my surgeon at Fremantle hospital, three hours away by bus. Then a few hours later, a dental appointment back near where we live. I don’t know how many times I wanted to cancel the dental appointment. It was too far to travel between them in a short time. However Geoff, said ‘trust God’.
My thoughts were… the clinic appointment with the surgeon was at such an awkward time, (and there is always a notice up that the appointments can run one and a half hours late). It would take us about two hours back to the bus station then a twenty minute drive – we’d never make it. Geoff still said ‘wait and see and trust God’.
Then it turned out that Geoff’s eye problem needed urgent attention. An appointment was arranged with the eye specialist before his clinic started at 8.30 am… on Thursday.
We were up around four am to do prayers and some Bible study before we left. The wild storms were still raging. It turned out we had both prayed for a break in the weather to drive to the bus station (Half an hour away.) When the break came, we left. The rain and winds returned when we reached the bus station… and as we rushed to the platform, fighting the wind and rain, Geoff had serious problems breathing.
We had to catch the next bus because it took so long for Geoff to recover his breath.
At the hospital, the eye specialist was forty five minutes late for the start of the clinic.
I spent a lot of time praying, then repenting of feeling I needed to pray again for the same thing.
After seeing the specialist Geoff had to have an injection in his eye. It had to be done to prevent blindness, but more delay, a very necessary one… and more prayers. We had such a narrow window of time before needing to catch the next bus to my appointment (another hour away, and having to fit in lunch.)
God showed me my lack of faith… because we made it to Fremantle in time… although we discovered a new problem. With one eye covered in an eye patch, Geoff’s vision was ‘out of sync’. When he fell off the first pavement we realised what the problem was, and walked slowly. I warned him about kerbs and how high/low they were.
Made it to the hospital in time. Then I had to be ‘swabbed’ for MRSA because I had been exposed to it when I was in hospital. I had forgotten all about it.
My surgeon was running late.
Mmm was I surprised?
Finally saw the him and he was very pleased with the results of the latest scan. He said the aneurysm had shrunk from 7.7 to 6.3. Hello? “I didn’t know it was that big.” I said. (Meaning – you didn’t tell me it was that big.)
“That’s why I was so worried about it and took so long to consider surgery” he told us.
Now we had another hour plus bus journey back to the dentist. We made it. I was awed, and had to repent of doubting it could be done.
But it wasn’t over yet.
When we arrived there the appointment had not been registered. All that stressing, worrying and praying. oops, lack of faith showing.
My dentist agreed to see me, – for five minutes, after the official closing time of the facility.
And sometimes we doubt that God is in charge!
What an experience. A humbling one at that.
God is in charge, and sometimes, as we experienced this week, He lets us see that He is.