Restore Health, O Lord
Lord, be with my wife as she is in the radiation
room right now. I pray that just the right amount of radiation would go in to
kill any bad cells. I pray that you’d help her to not have the fatigue or lose
her salivary glands. Lord, fill her prayers for South Africa while she is in
there. Bless service tonight and our drive home together. Lord, please show me
some sort of a vision for my wife, not from my own making or fears or hopes but
from You. I pray you’d harvest all of the tares from the field of her neck. I
pray they could eat nothing in sight like a locust on a field, I pray that
you’d shoo them away.
Lord, my wife has considered the possibility of
not surviving as she has been thought about the future, for she is so small and
weak compared to this vicious cancer, but Lord, You are bigger. Lord, if You
have a plan to take her life and you were to relent of it, would you do this
for the good, for the best of everyone and everything? Lord I pray for this
devouring fire, that seems to be consuming the land, that fire of radiation
that is for healing but is also a fire of burning and damaging, I pray that you’d
extinguish the effects of this fire. I pray like Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego,
she’d not smell like smoke, that the after effects wouldn’t stay on her. So
Lord, would you please stop this vicious enemy. Lord, I pray that your testing
as by fire would only prove that Maureen is walking the straight line and
that Your love for her would show forth. I pray
that You wouldn’t ignore this situation and that You’d shine forth and bring
this thing to a sudden end.
Lord, expose and deter all plots against Maureen
and myself. And Lord, those who would speak incorrectly about us, (about health
or otherwise) that any false words would be intolerable to You, whether the
enemy says, “aha, aha, I’ve got her in my clutches, or aha, aha I’ve got him in
my clutches.” Lord, I pray that you’d deliver her from this exile land like
Patmos. May my wife go forward in her life, forgetting those things which are
behind and pressing toward the things ahead, that she could bear this present
cross because of that which is to come (which she seemingly doesn’t really know
about yet). May she bother and disturb the kingdom of darkness to the utmost.
May she come forth as gold and worship Your holy name. She has been prepared in
the spirit to go through this, but neither one of us have been trained by a
book to know here… what to do, so I pray that we’d have Your guidance.
For the realm of darkness that doesn’t want to
hear my wife preaching the truth anymore, even righteously dealing with the
sins of your people in truth, I pray she wouldn’t be stopped. I pray that my
wife would be ripe and ready for a healing for a miracle from You. O Lord, turn
my wife’s weeping into singing. May this bitter day quickly turn into a day of
rejoicing. May my wife be blessed in the hearing of words from the Lord, like
she did today in that verse she text to me, that was underlined in her bible and
she didn’t remember ever underlining it. May my wife not grow weary or faint
hearted in this battle, may she stand strong in the strength of the Lord.
“For I will restore health unto thee and I will
heal thee, and I will heal thee of thy wounds, saith the Lord; because they
called thee an Outcast, saying, This is Zion, whom no man seeketh after.”
Jeremiah 30:17 KJV
Lord, bring your shaking to this situation, shake
those things that need to be shaken that those things that are more permanent
might remain. May she escape and survive as did Rahab receive sparing because
of her good works toward the spies. Bring your help, from this enemy that has
bitten her, and that any hiding, microscopic enemies will be annihilated. Make
them melt away. Show how awesome You are Lord in this.
Lord, as you watch and see everything, may you
bring them out! As you are sifting herself and myself, dear Lord, may our faith
not fail, not even for a moment, that we would not waver, but bring glory to You.
I know bad things happen to righteous people and
we ourselves suffer, even greatly, but Lord, please repair the damaged walls of
her life. Any ruins that are occurring in this fire, I pray that You Yourself
would restore, and lift her from a fallen countenance and heart. Rebuild her
better and stronger, and restore her former glory that she has seen before the
Adenoid Cystic Carsinoma, and in pictures prior to surgery. Lord, cause her
life to drip with the sweet wine of your Spirit, as you are presently allowing
the fermentation process in her life.
Firmly plant her and may she never be uprooted in
Jesus name amen.
