The Master Healer

A particular passage of scripture has been on my mind as of late.  I find it interesting how a passage of scripture can change at times.  The scriptures themselves don't change in words, but at times scriptures, when looked at in a different light or angle, can change and open up whole new insights and meaning for the reader.  I had this happen recently.....hence the passage of scripture that has been on my mind.  This story is one that everyone (hopefully) can recall, or has at least heard of it, but at the same time I think this passage is often overlooked.  Maybe it's because it's short, or because it's "just" another miracle that the Savior performed. For whatever reason it may be, I have found new meaning in these verses.

Luke 8: 43-48.  "And a woman having an issue of blood twelve years, which had spent all her living upon physicians, neither could be healed of any, came behind Him, and touched the boarder of His garment: and immediately her issue of blood stanched.  And Jesus said, Who touched me?  When all denied, Peter and they that were with him said, Master, the multitude throng thee and press thee, and sayest thou, Who touched me?  And Jesus said, Somebody hath touched me: for I perceived that virtue is gone out of me.  And when the woman saw that she was not hid, she came trembling and falling down before him, she declared unto him before all the people for what cause she had touched him, and how she was healed immediately.  And he said unto her, Daughter, be of good comfort: thy faith hath made thee whole; go in peace." 

 

Isn't it amazing!  Such a small passage really holds so much!  When I read this the other day I couldn't help but feel sorry for this poor woman who has suffered for 12 years this her illness and suffering.  But then my mind was opened and I turned these scripture into something personal.  What "issues of blood" have I struggled with for 5, 10, 12 years or more?  When you think of it that way, it makes you ponder deeper.  What "issues of blood" do you carry?  Certainly this passage makes me think of those who have illnesses, whether they be physical, mental or emotional, but I also think of those who have "issues of blood" that are not so physical.  I think of those who are single or alone and long to be married or have a family.  I think of those who are married but can't bare children.  I think of those who have wayward children who want nothing to do with their family.  I think of those who live in poverty or who go hungry.  The list can go on and sometimes these "issues of blood" last longer than 12 years; they last a life time.  Whatever your "issues of blood" may be, or how long it lasts, there is comfort in this passage. 

This woman who suffered for 12 years had tried everything.  The earthly physicians could not heal her, but the Master physician could.  And it is the same with ALL of us.  This scripture brings peace and hope in that we, one day, can and will be healed.  This healing may come immediately or it may not be until we are at His feet in the eternities, but for all that come unto Him, reach out and "touch His garment," will be healed or have their burdens made light.  I know that to be true for I have felt His strength and grace in my life.  He is the Master physician.  He is Jesus the Christ, the Son of God.  He can move mountains and comfort the weary and sick.  Our part, like the woman in the crowd, is to reach out to Him and He will reach out to us.  It can be hard to understand why we have the "issues of blood" that we carry, but I find comfort in a wise Heavenly Father who knows us so perfectly and knows what is best for each and everyone of us.  The "issues of blood" are there to help us grow; to grow closer to Him. 

I am grateful for my many "issues of blood" that have helped me reach out to the Savior when I have done all that I could and when no earthly physicians could heal me.  He has made my burdens light and has healed me on more than one occasion.  I am so very grateful to my savior, the Master healer, who loves us and is ever reaching out to us to comfort, heal, cheer and bless! 
  

Everyday is a Gift

Everyday is a gift.....I have this vinyl saying on the back of my bedroom door so I can see it every night before I go to bed and every morning when I get up.  It has been a good reminder for me to appreciate the beauty and blessings of each day....even when things go wrong or they are hard.  This very saying has been on my mind a lot lately and I feel the need to share why.  I don't know if this "journaling" is just for me or for someone else, but the feeling is the same....to blog. 

On May 31st, 2013, I found myself in the ER in a lot of pain and symptoms that just did not seem to make sense.  I mean, who would think a lump by your collar bone would make you feel sick to your stomach and cause you to feel like you can't breath? It didn't make sense to me and it sure didn't make sense to the doctor in the ER.  After being there for hours on end and having normal blood results and imaging (other than the obvious lump they thought to be a hematoma) I was sent home to rest and get better.  Two weeks go by when I finally feel like myself again, and then the exact same lump and symptoms arise!  This second round of symptoms would be the start of endless tests and multiple doctors  I have had just about every blood test you can think of and every appropriate test done.  Unfortunately, after the many tests (that have come back normal) I have had over these two years, no one can tell me what is going on, why my body has these symptoms, or what I have.  Sometimes the not knowing can be just as scaring as knowing. 

As anyone would be in this situation, I found myself frustrated with doctors and everything medical.  We are in the great age of technology!  Can't you just scan me and tell me what's wrong?!  My own personal Baymax would come in handy about now.  It just doesn't work that way and we do call doctors practicing physicians after all. But the frustration mounted and I found myself giving up when a doctor "psych-carded " me.  The tests were normal....what else were they to think or believe?  But I am the one who lives with a body that has a mind of it's own!  I live with flares and ups and downs.  I live with days and weeks were I can't eat because I am so sick....yet they think it's in my head.  To this day I have to fight for myself to not believe them.  I have REAL symptoms.  I have REAL health issues, that even though they do not make sense....they are REAL.  I thought the not knowing was bad.....it's even worse when they do not believe you and basically wash their hands of you.

I have had some help along the way that has pointed me in the right direction.  I drastically changed my diet after visiting a wellness clinic and I do my best to get out an exercise on a regular basis, but I still have days and weeks and periods of time that I just do not feel well or find it hard to function.  This blog is short in comparison to the last two years of health challenges that I have had and as much as I have fought to help my body physically, I have really had to really fight to see that everyday truly is a gift.  I have had many moments of tears, frustrations and anger over these two years....that seem a lot longer lol!  I can't tell you the exact moment that my thoughts of despair and questions of why changed.  For me it came by changing things little by little.  I put up my sign to remind me that today was a gift. I started counting my blessings more in my prayers at night. I stopped asking why all the time.  Little things changed so I could see the tender mercies that Heavenly Father was blessing me with along the way.  I let people help me more instead of thinking that it made me look weak.  I saw the blessing in not being able to eat for a week because that made my food supply last that much longer.  lol! 

I guess what I am feeling is that no one truly knows what tomorrow will bring.....I might be cured....or I might find myself in the ER again....but for today, right in this very moment.....I am alive!  My today and everyday is a gift! And for that I am grateful for!  

Love,
     Sarah