In the following incident, I did not hear words but God gave me guidance by way of scriptures. As I have said before, scripture is the most basic and valid of all God’s ways to speak to us. Even knowing that, however, I caution one to not take a scripture out of context to justify one’s actions.
I have told you all before how determined I was that I would not go to a doctor in 2012. He had healed me for years without doctors, I believed he would do it again. The scripture that was constantly in my thoughts was: Psalm 27:14 “Wait on the Lord, Be strong and of good courage. Again I say wait on the Lord.”
But one evening in November after eight months of being desperately sick almost every afternoon from about 2:00 p.m. until sometime between 10:00 p.m. and 1:00 a.m, I gave in. I don’t know whether it was that I couldn’t stand it anymore or that I couldn’t stand to put Sammy through it anymore. He had constantly urged me to see the doctor. So I told Sammy to make an appointment with the doctor for me. When I did that, that scripture receded and a new one came: Phil. 1:6 “…he who has begun a good work in you will carry it to completion.” I don’t know how to tell you how that happened, but the “wait” scripture just seemed to float away and the new one came. I knew that God was going to take care, he was going to carry out whatever was happening!
However, I had another issue to be dealt with. I wanted to prove that Jesus still miraculously heals. I don’t pay Jesus to be my Physician; he paid to be my Physician. How I thanked Him! His broken and striped back were in my vision every time I considered going to Dr. Doe. I did not believe I could do so without seeing the whipped body of Jesus and knowing that was the price he paid for me. But I did, and marvel of marvels, what did Jesus do? He gave me a second new message. As I was being prepared to be scooted through that CAT, God give me this word, “I will bring honor to my name.” (This is based on three or four verses in Ezekiel 20.) God would do it; I didn’t have to prove his name worthy; He would do it!
I do not tell this story in any way to suggest getting medical help is wrong. I do not believe that. I don’t know why I walked the valley I was in. I just know it was a dark, dark time for me, but the dependence I had on Jesus during that time brought such comfort and feeling of identifying with Him. I can’t explain it. I learned about him in ways I could not have otherwise learned.