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By His Wounds We Are Healed

By His Wounds, We Are Healed

This is a blog post from Kim Frey, a member here at ECC who suffers from several different chronic diseases.

I will not stop praying for a physical healing. I hope that my physical healing will bring Him honor and glory in some way. And if He chooses to not heal me, I will still praise Him for the goodness in my life. I do not do well with pain I don’t understand. This pain feels like kidney stones, which makes NO sense to me, since they were supposed to get rid of all of those. My brother was trying to rub on my back flank area when the pain started to come today and he said he can feel the area spasming. I don’t know what is causing this or if it is normal. I know that an ER visit will cost me a thousand dollars or so, and will only bring me a few hours of relief. Plus, they won’t really know what to do with someone with as many complications such as myself. The pain is also radiating to the front of my stomach.

All of these things may be normal. I’m just not sure. It feels like something is wrong. But, I don’t feel like sitting in an ER, getting poked 22 times again, having a team of people being completely overwhelmed by my medical complications end up giving me enough pain meds to kill a race horse and then send me home because I need to see a specialist. Then, I’m left to deal with the same stuff 6 hours later. So, for now… I will wait.

I was so afraid that my pain would ruin the Easter celebrations today. It almost did. I was unable to go to church today, which made me sad. But, I was able to pull myself together enough for a few hours to have lunch with my family and a quick egg hunt with my kids before the pain gripped me again. I am SO thankful for these small moments. I literally was up all night with horrible pain, but I just prayed that I would be able to have a meal with my family today, where we could celebrate together the resurrection.

I contemplated all night the significance of what this means in my life. This makes me think of Isaiah 53:5 that says,

“But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities; The chastisement for our peace was upon Him, And by His stripes we are healed.” (NKJV)

By His stripes, His wounds… I am healed. Not in the physical sense, obviously, but in the spiritual. I am already healed. Thank you, Jesus! I also think of 1 Peter 5:10,

"And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you." (ESV)

Thank you for your continued prayers for me. I know that in the end all of this will be faded away with the return of Jesus.

"He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away." (Rev. 21:4 ESV)