Believe It Or Not

I learned a long time ago that most professing Christians really do not believe the Bible, which, of course, translates to mean they don’t believe God.  This includes many preachers, ministers, pastors, reverends, etc.  Oh, they will say they do.  They will claim that they believe in the inerrant inspiration of the scriptures and that the Bible is their only rule of faith and practice.  (At random look up on the internet some of these churches “Statement of Faith”.  You’ll see what I am talking about).  Here’s a good example of a short passage of scripture that they don’t believe while claiming that they really do:  “And this is the confidence that we have in Him (in God), that if we ask ANYTHING according to His will, He hears us.  And if we know that He hears us WHATSOEVER WE ASK, we know that we have the petitions that we desired of Him” (See I John 5:14-15).
Over and over again in passage after passage scripture assures us that God is our Healer, that it is His will to heal us.  One prime example is the leper that approached Jesus and said to Him, “If you will, you can make me clean.”  Jesus instant reply was, “I will.  Be thou clean” and from that moment the leprosy left him.
I believe I John 5:14-15.  I know God hears me when I pray – whatsoever I ask, for I am NOT going to ask for some fleshly, ungodly, worldly thing.  I KNOW I have the thing I desired of Him.  Will it be manifested today or tomorrow or at some more distant point in time?  I don’t know.  Should I be examined I might already find that there are no cancer cells remaining in my body.  I don’t need to be examined.  I don’t need to check up on God and His veracity.  I KNOW I have the petition I desired of Him.  I don’t need man’s costly assistance, although admittedly it may be the government footing the bill.
I DO believe physicians have their value.  If I break my arm, I WILL go to the emergency room and have the bone set and a cast placed on my arm.  If I have a toothache, I will go to the dentist and have the tooth filled or extracted.  If I have a headache, I WILL take an aspirin.  But medical procedures that involve great risks, are debilitating, costly and have no guarantees, well, that’s when it is time to ask the Great Physician to take charge and trust Him to work His marvelous wonders.  But, of course, those who are not in close continual fellowship with the Lord might need to seek help elsewhere and lean on the arm of man to hopefully bring them relief.  I’m not there anymore and don’t intend to return to that state again.

“I Belong To Caesar!”

That’s what it said on the small brass plate tacked on to the collar around the animals’ neck: “I Belong To Caesar.”  The Caesar’s of Rome had zoos filled with various animals captured around the empire.  Each bore a collar identifying them as belonging to Caesar, and woe be to the one who would do harm to one of those animals.  And I belong to God, having been bought with the precious blood of Jesus Christ, and this is true of each and every person who has surrendered themselves to the LORDship of Jesus Christ, and woe be to the one who touches any one of us.  And just as Caesar cared for the animals that belonged to him, God cares for those of us who are His sons and daughters through their relationship with Jesus Christ.  He will not send us to unbelievers for questionable and often expensive treatments when we fall ill.  When we go there, we go on our own.
Over and over again in His Word, God clearly declares that HE is our Healer.  He says, “Seek ME and live!” (See Amos 5:4).  Men say, “You are a fool if you believe that.  You had better seek help from your fellow man.”
Some time ago I wrote a series of articles wherein I spoke of the many times God moved to spare my life, instances wherein I was within mere seconds of sudden death had God not moved to rescue me.  Of course, doubters reading such accounts would say, “Mere coincidence.”  A coincidence is such due to its INfrequency, not due to its frequency.  My life was spared time and time again, not just once or twice.
I now am certain this is NOT my final illness.  That day does not loom large on the horizon but, in all probability, is many years away.  It shall be as I have stated several times before: I shall stand beside the graves of many of my relatives before some surviving relatives stand beside my own.  And, in that moment, my memory will be stirred as to how the one being lowered into the earth thought they would live to say a final goodbye to me.
Folks, faith comes by hearing the Word of God.  If your faith is weak, you are not listening to God’s Word.  I would urge you to feed upon the Word of God and nourish your inner man, the real YOU.

Cancer Cure Discovered

I realized a long time ago that those who do not wholeheartedly believe in divine healing but instead wholeheartedly believe in the  benefits of surgery, radiation therapy, chemotherapy, or other medical treatments to hopefully cure some ailment are generally, and more than likely, woefully ignorant of God’s Word or simply do not believe God’s Word.  And among those who wholeheartedly believe in reliance upon the medical community to cure one’s illnesses, even then there are many who are woefully ignorant of the statistics readily available that reveal how inadequate and life-threatening much medical treatment really is.  Many cancer victims are quite literally killed by the chemotherapy they undergo due to the damage to their immune system, the killing of healthy cells and their accompanying nutrients, and other deleterious effects.
Many seem to think the medical community can guarantee a cure for almost any ailment one might suffer, that their success rate in most instances is well nigh 100%, and that their treatments are pain-free, risk-free and about the same cost as a Happy Meal.
And if God gave us doctors, why didn’t He give them to us in the many previous centuries that have gone by wherein BILLIONS died of various and sundry illnesses and diseases?  Didn’t He notice?
If the average person kept receipts for every medical expense they have incurred in their life, including those paid for by their health care providers, they could probably purchase a new luxury automobile with the money they expended, and, in some cases, a new house!  And if they could add up all the time spent in hospitals, clinics, waiting rooms, travel to and from these places, etc., and tack that on to the end of their life, they would probably live to be octogenarians.
Had I not been healed time and time again in the past due to prayer and trust in God alone, I might give ear to the counsel of those who urge me to seek medical treatment.  Were I to be ignorant of the failure rate in the medical world, I might listen to the arguments set forth by those who swear by doctors and their remarkable ability to cure most any disease or ailment.  If it was common knowledge that cancer is the most easily cured of all human maladies, I might hasten to an oncologist and say, “Work your wonder, Doc!”  But, alas, when the bean truck drove by it wasn’t me that fell off of it.  ‘Nuff said?

A King’s Judgment Call

In the 16th chapter of 2 Chronicles, we read these words regarding King Asa of Judah: “And in the thirty-ninth year of his reign, Asa became diseased in his feet (diabetes? blood poisoning? gangrene?), and his malady was severe, yet in his disease he did not seek the Lord, but the physicians” (verse 12).  And the next verse reads: “So Asa rested with his fathers (he DIED and rested in the grave); he died in the forty-first year of his reign” (verse 13).  How tragic!
Those two verses could well have read: “And in the thirty-ninth year of his reign, Asa became diseased in his feet, and his malady was severe, but in his disease he sought the Lord, so Asa was healed and did not rest with his fathers until the sixtieth year of his reign.”
More than once I have told you folks about visiting cemeteries and being mentally distressed at seeing so many grave markers with birth and death dates too close together.  Millions and millions die prematurely – not as premature births, but die in their teens, twenties, thirties, etc., when they might well have lived into their seventies, eighties and beyond.
I need not have lost one day of my life under Caesar’s judgment.  Sin can cost us more than we can ever imagine.  But God is not only a Deliverer, He is also a Restorer.  Days lost in sin and worldly pursuits can be restored to us by longevity.  My lifespan might well have ended some years ago.  Yet  when one repents and becomes a faithful servant of the Lord the benefits are staggering.  I don’t know who will be around to see to my burial.  Maybe a great niece or nephew will have to see to that task.
(Yes, physicians do have their value, but one should seek to the Lord first, after all it is He who is the Great Physician).

God’s Formula For Healing

Luke The Physician

I suppose those are the three of the most overworked and misunderstood words in the Bible: Luke the physician.  You would think that folks believe that if anyone was suffering from emphysema, polio, spinal meningitis, cancer, gall bladder attacks, pleurisy, etc., etc., etc., they need only go to good old skilled Luke the physician and, lo, and behold they were quickly made whole again.  It seems in the minds of many “Luke the physician” translates to mean, “Luke the surgeon” or “Luke the oncologist” or “Luke the Miracle Worker.”  I’m glad Luke wasn’t a tax collector.  Then folks would be extolling and praising the tax collectors and hurrying to their door with a fistful of money.
Many seem to forget that Luke wrote the Book of Acts, and that when Luke uses the pronoun “we” in the Book of Acts he is stating clearly that he was present and with Paul and other disciples and when he says, “us” he again is including himself as being present.  With that in mind, let’s look at a very interesting event that occurred with Luke present and with Paul when he was shipwrecked on the island of Melita (now called Malta).
“And it came to pass, that the father of Publius lay sick of a fever and of a bloody flux (dysentery), to whom Paul entered in and prayed and laid his hands on him, and healed him.  So when this was done, others also, which had diseases in the island, came, and were healed” (See Acts 28:8-9).  Luke isn’t doing the healing.  God is doing the healing through Paul, not Luke. These folks are being healed through prayer and the laying on of hands.  Luke isn’t opening up his medical bag and pulling out surgical instruments or various medications and restoring these people to vibrant good health via the medical arts.
If believers would put as much faith in Jesus Christ to heal as they do in doctors and surgeons, you might see more Christians restored to good health instead of laboring with various debilitating ailments year in and year out!
Folks had better start rightly dividing the Word of God instead of reading into it what they want it to say and teach.

When The Blind Lead

I Am A Believer

Here are the first three verses of the 103rd Psalm:  “Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me, bless His holy name.  Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not ALL His benfits, who forgives ALL your iniquities; who heals ALL your diseases.”
That is WHY I am not worried in the least as to the outcome of my prostate biopsy.  When we are in fellowship with the Lord, obeying Him in all things, trusting Him in every matter that touches our lives, THEN we can fully expect Him to honor His promises to us – His faithful sons and daughters.  It matters not one whit what our past has been.  That’s all under the blood.  God focuses on TODAY, not yesterday.  He cautions us to take no anxious thought about tomorrow.  If I am forgiven today, I will be healed today.
As I have said before, the One who has healed me six times will heal me seven times.  The only illness that will not be healed will be that final illness when it is appointed for me to lay aside this tabernacle of flesh.  I am confident in my heart that my appointed time has not yet arrived.

I Have Called For The Great Physician

Not A Hard Decision

I have lived long enough to learn a few truths, among them:
1) Surgery has its risks, some quite serious
2) Hospitalization has its risks, some quite serious
3) Medical treatment such as radiation therapy and chemotherapy has its risks, some quite serious
4) Dependence and trust in God, if obedient and faithful, has NO risks
What choice do you think I will make???
(The above is an email sent to my relatives upon learning that I had been diagnosed with prostate cancer.  That was in early May of 2016.  Today is March 11, 2017.  I remain asymptomatic and in good health).