Bittersweet...
Is anyone among you suffering? Then he must pray.
Is anyone cheerful? He is to sing praises.
Is anyone among you sick?
Then he must call for the elders of the church and they are to pray over him,
anointing him with oil in the name of the Lord;
and the prayer offered in faith will restore the one who is sick,
and the Lord will raise him up,
and if he has committed sins, they will be forgiven him.
Therefore, confess your sins to one another,
and pray for one another so that you may be healed.
The effective prayer of a righteous man can accomplish much.
James 5:13-16
Sometimes words are hard...
how do you explain how life was grand and wonderful...
happy and fun...
full of excitement and promise...
and then it was not?
How does one phone call cause everything else in life to blur...
but at the same time bring all that is important into crystal clear focus?
How do words like: cancer, treatment, prognosis, life expectancy become part of a normal conversation?
How do hugs seem to communicate so much more then mere words ever could?
How do years of separation seem to melt away and impossible distances evaporate?
How do moments become engraved in your heart...and become achingly sweet?
How does all this happen with a phone call?
When there is no guarantee of tomorrow.
When life is short.
When you are desperately seeking a miracle.
When prayer means faith and faith means healing.
When you rejoice because there are no small victories.
When you rest and trust in the goodness of God.
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