I wrote this several years ago when I was going through a very hard time in my life. When I read it, faith wells up within me. If you need a miracle in your life—keep reading.
(Romans ), “Now may the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that you may abound in hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.”
It’s wonderful to be able to enter into the presence of the Lord with singing and thanksgiving; to worship Him, because of who He is. He is the Great I Am; the creator of the universe; the creator of all living things; He is our Heavenly Father; and He loves us!
God loves us with a never-ending love! He loved us so much that He gave His only begotten Son to die on a rugged cross for our sins, that we might have life and have it more abundantly. (John 3:16) Jesus took the stripes for our healing.
As we worship Him, the God of all creation, something begins to happen. When we open our mouth wide and allow songs of praise to ascend into heaven, God receives our offering of praise and draws nigh to us—communion takes place. God inhabits the praises of His people—He is in the very midst of praise.
I’m glad tonight and thankful that I can praise Him with a song, and that He listens to me. He loves it when I sing to Him…when we sing to Him, because He loves us so much!
But there came a time about eleven years ago, that I was told I would never sing again. I had a small lump about the size of a pencil eraser in the soft pallet of my mouth. I thought it was scar tissue from the time that I was eating a Doritos chip and bit down, puncturing this same area with one of the corners of the chip.
I was aware of this lump for about four years, touching it every once in a while with my tongue; just aware that it was there. One day I noticed it was getting a little tender to the touch and thought perhaps it was getting a little larger. I showed my dentist and he told me that if it was his mouth he would have an ear, nose, and throat specialist look at it.
I made an appointment and told the specialist about the Doritos chip and he reached into my mouth with his finger and felt the growth, saying, “Yes, 99% chance that’s what it is, just scar tissue.” I was relieved to say the least, and got up to leave. Something came over me and I stopped, turned, and said: “While I’m here why don’t you take a biopsy and find out for sure.” He said, “I can do that,” and proceeded in taking two plugs out of the soft pallet.
Boy did that hurt after the numbness wore off! I suffered for two weeks with the pain, and telling myself, “What a stupid thing to do—everything’s going to be alright anyway.”
Finally I got a call from the doctor’s office and was told that I needed to come in for more tests. I asked, “Why?” But the person said I would have to talk to the doctor. A cold chill came over me and I felt the blood drain from my face. I began to cry uncontrollably. Fear gripped my heart like I had never felt before.
When I saw the doctor he told me the bad news. I had cancer of the minor salivary gland. One in a million people had it. He said it had to be removed. The first thing I asked was, “Will I be able to sing after the surgery?” I’ll never forget the words he said, “You’ll never sing again like you did before.”
I went home and cried for two days. My heart was broken, because I’ve been singing in church since I was five. As an adult, I’ve sung at rest home services, special events, weddings, and funerals when needed.
For the next few days I really got serious with God. He came to me, speaking peace. He wasn’t through using my talent as yet. There was still work to be done. He put a song of praise in my heart, because I believed that I would sing again. Even though the doctor said no, I knew in my heart that I would, because God is good all the time; even in my darkest hour, God was good!
The next time I saw the doctor I told him that I was going to sing again, but he laughed and said, “You’ll never sing again.”
My family and I stood on two specific scriptures: (1 Corinthians 2:5), “That your faith should not be in the wisdom of men, but in the power of God.” And when fear would try to creep in we would read (2 Timothy 1:7). “For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, and of love and of a sound mind.”
My wife fasted and prayed for three days that I would not have to suffer the pain that accompanies this type of surgery. She literally placed the Bible on the floor and stood on it. She was standing on the promises of God’s Word. She believed Him for a miracle.
After surgery the doctor came in and told me that he had some drugs that would help me through the pain. I shook my head back and forth and conveyed to him that I didn’t have any pain…NO PAIN AT ALL ! He said, “You’ve got to have pain. This is the tenderest part of your mouth.” Well, I didn’t and we know the reason why. God answered my wife’s prayer.
When I finally got up the courage to look into my mouth, I saw the huge gapping hole, (1 ½” x 1 ¼”). It screamed out at me, “SEE ! YOU’LL NEVER, NEVER SING AGAIN!” When I tried to speak, it was impossible to form vowels and syllables—and again I heard the words, “SEE ! YOU CAN’T EVEN TALK ; YOU’LL NEVER SING AGAIN!”
But we continued to stand on God’s promises, believing Him for another miracle. Little by little—cell upon cell—flesh upon flesh, the hole began to shrink in size. The doctor couldn’t believe what was happening. He had never seen a wound like mine ever become smaller, only larger. Even my prosthodontist thought that I had skin grafts. The power of God was at work healing my mouth! He was closing the hole! God wanted me to sing again!
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It’s now twenty-one years later since the surgery. The hole is completely closed and I’ve been singing for the Lord for years without any problem. Doctors don’t know everything. They don’t have all the answers. God is on the throne! He is our answer for all things!
Do you need a miracle in your life? Stand on God’s Word. Stand on His promises. Have confidence in Him, because He is God and He does all things well. God bless you.
Written by,
Papa Boyd
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