Good All The Time



Several years ago I was diagnosed with cancer of the soft pallet of my mouth.  My world crashed around me when the results of the tests were told to me.  The doctor informed me that I would never be able to sing again after the surgery.   My heart was crushed.  My emotions took over and I cried for two days; but God came to me, speaking peace.  He wasn’t through with me.  There was still work to be done. 

God put a song of praise in my heart, because I was going to sing again.  Even though the doctor said no, I knew that I would.  God is good all the time even in my darkest hour; God is good!  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.”

(2 Timothy 1:7) “For God hath not given us the spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.”

When I looked into my mouth after surgery and saw the huge gapping hole (1 ½” x 1 ¼”) it screamed at me, “SEE YOU WILL NEVER, NEVER SING AGAIN!”  I tried speaking, but 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!” 

We continued to stand on God’s promises, and little by little—cell upon cell—flesh upon flesh, the hole began to shrink.  The doctor could not 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; but the power of God was at work healing my mouth.  He was closing the hole.  God wanted me to sing again. 

There is no longer a hole in my pallet, and I am back in the church choir.  God is good all the time.  His grace is sufficient for all of our needs.

(Philippians 4:19), “And my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus.”

Written by,

Papa Boyd