You know that “open hand” that I’ve told you I’m learning to live with? You know, the hand that threw away the planner I normally clutch tightly to my chest? Well, it’s a good thing that I’m not in charge of that any more, because once again, plans have changed—and this time I’m so glad!
I love letting God take over my planner; there’s nothing better than the adventure of living in providence!
Thank you for praying for LeRoy’s latest spinal MRI. It was a week ago today that I asked you to pray about that. On our calendar, the original plan was for us to return to Dallas the second week in November for appointments and tests at the neurology clinic. After they studied LeRoy’s MRI, though, they changed that plan. Last Friday, they called and asked if we could come sooner. So today, we’re on the road again, heading back to Dallas, to see the neurologist tomorrow.
I don’t know what tomorrow holds, but I’m hopeful. This appointment wasn’t scribbled down on my calendar, but God had it in His plans all along. He knew we’d be on the road on the very day that my daily devotional would include this timely encouragement. The morning began with this word from one of my old friends and mentors: Charles Spurgeon.
How sweet to read this today:
[box]”I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the LORD” (Psalm 118:17).
A fair assurance this! It was no doubt based upon a promise, inwardly whispered in the psalmist’s heart, which he seized upon and enjoyed. Is my case like that of David? Am I depressed because the enemy affronts me? Are there multitudes against me and few on my side? Does unbelief bid me lie down and die in despair-a defeated, dishonored man? Do my enemies begin to dig my grave? What then? Shall I yield to the whisper of fear, and give up the battle, and with it give up all hope? Far from it.
There is life in me yet: “I shall not die.” Vigor will return and remove my weakness: “I shall live.” The LORD lives, and I shall live also. My mouth shall again be opened: “I shall declare the works of Jehovah.” Yes, and I shall speak of the present trouble as another instance of the wonder-working faithfulness and love of the LORD my God. Those who would gladly measure me for my coffin had better wait a bit, for “the LORD hath chastened me sore, but he hath not given me over unto death.” Glory be to His name forever! I am immortal till my work is done. Till the LORD wills it, no vault can close upon me.[/box]
That’s our prayer, that we can continue to speak and declare God’s mighty works. That this “present trouble” will serve as another instance where we can clearly declare the “wonder-working faithfulness and love of the Lord.”
Thank you for taking time to read the post today. We cannot tell you how very grateful we are for each of you who intercede for us. Will you continue to pray?
We’re praising the Lord that the appointment was moved up. We’re ready to get back to see the doctor and hopeful they can give us some answers. Will you ask God to provide wisdom for them and us? We’re still asking God to provide a clear diagnosis and treatment plan that will bring recovery. Will you ask God to protect us from moving forward with a treatment plan that would be detrimental?
Will you pray for us to glorify God—no matter what?
Spurgeon said that he was “immortal till (his) work (was) done. Till the LORD wills it, no vault can close upon me.” And no vault has closed the Lord’s work through this man of God, yet. God is still speaking through Spurgeon to encourage my heart and hundreds of thousands of fellow believers. Spurgeon was a man well acquainted with sorrow, loss, and dark depression. But God continues to use him today.
No matter what you’re facing today, I pray He will use us all to “declare the works of Jehovah.”