Let me live that I may praise you…
A few weeks ago, my father began to experience some health problems. I sensed in my spirit that it was nothing serious, but we still had to get him checked out. For someone who has never gone for regular check ups, the doctor was quite impressed with my dad’s test results and he didn’t hesitate to point it out. There was only one explanation for all of this… It had to be God! As one doctor rightfully put it, “God does the healing. I charge the fee.” I watched as my father breathed a sigh of relief that day, but most importantly, I saw him draw closer to God during the difficult time and testify of His healing touch afterwards.
I’m thankful for the healing hands of God. I’m thankful that He heals us not only physically, but in all other areas of life too-emotionally, mentally and spiritually. As one Christian writer put it, there’s “Never been a heart you couldn’t heal.” But like the Psalmist, I’ve discovered that with the healing comes a great responsibility-to declare the praises of our God, “Let me live that I may praise you…” It is to the living that God entrusts this responsibility. Every day we wake up is another opportunity to praise God for what He has done and what He will do. Let’s not go through another day without letting the world know what our great God has done for us.