Lord, Help My Unbelief!
By Nina Medrano—
Yesterday was a fun day out with my youngest sister. It was the first nice warm weather day that we’d had since winter, so we went shopping and then out for lunch. Next we went to the lake and fed bread to the ducks. Yes, the warmth from the sun and the relaxed fellowship with my sister did us both good.
As the time to pick up the girls from school drew near, we gathered our belongings and laughed our way back to my truck. My little sister slid into the passenger seat, still smiling, and said, “Thanks Sis, thanks for today.”
It’s been a difficult year for our family, especially the last seven days. Cancer cells have invaded my grandfather’s liver, throat and spinal cord. It’s very heartbreaking to see him suffer such pain.
As we approached the school building my cell phone bleeped letting me know that I had a text message waiting. I parked my truck and my sister ran to meet the girls. I read my message, “Grandpa has decided to take chemo—starting today. The doctor will discharge him from the hospital in a couple of days. Grandpa needs all of our courage!”
I didn’t realize that I had been holding my breath until I released a heavy sigh.
Last night I could not sleep, thinking about the last part of the text message, “…Grandpa needs all our courage.” My grandfather is saying that he wants to live longer and he wants to defeat cancer. He is asking us to join him in faith and in fight because he does not know how long he can endure.
Unable to sleep, I lay in bed, wrestling with my unbelief. I am reminded of the story of the boy Jesus healed, written in Mark 9:23-25 (NKJ), “Jesus said to him, ‘If you can believe, all things are possible to him who believes.’ Immediately the father of the child cried out and said with tears, ‘Lord, I believe; help my unbelief!’”
Like the father of this child, I too cried out, “Lord, please take my unbelief and change it into faith—like water into wine. Please increase what little faith I have so I may confidently speak to the mountain cells of cancer and cast them into the sea. Lord, I believe, please help my unbelief!”
Like many warriors of God before me, I lay at His feet, trembling in my weakness of faith, desperately crying for a supernatural intervention, seeking for a miracle to take place.
Sometime in the night, I fell asleep. When I awoke, I felt suited up in armor and ready for battle. May the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob be with us all who battle against cancer.
Ephesians 6:10-13 (New King James Version)
The Whole Armor of God
Finally, my brethren, be strong in the Lord and in the power of His might. Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places. Therefore take up the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.
Nina Medrano writes for her church blog: http://www.cotrwomensministry.blogspot.com/