Under His Healing Wings

There is a thoroughness belonging to God that surpasses the very best of our multi-tasking efforts. In the workplace my job description reads in a concise, bulleted fashion that only hints at the mountain of individual details that one project or one email may demand to see a goal met. That job description defines certain elements of my workday life…but those hours are just part of my life’s definition.

Sitting here at home this Sunday evening recuperating from my recent surgery, I wonder where tomorrow morning’s follow-up with my surgeon may lead. It seems that God has handed me the concise, bulleted version of my current ‘job description’ while He alone knows every single detail that is required to bring this child of His to full health and maturity, in every sense and manner He’s ordained.

You see, one thing I have been certain of since this journey began back in July is that this is not just about eradicating breast cancer. It has everything to do with eradication of a host of other things inherent in my nature as well.

I (and everyone else) have a nature that needs the healing properties of the fruit of the Spirit – love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, & temperance (self- control) found in Galatians 5:22-23. Only the One who created us and is always watching over us as we live our life of choices and decisions, knows what each one requires for healing in spirit, soul, and body.

To receive the gift of physical healing at the expense of health and maturity in my most inward being would be a waste of this very traumatic yet timely opportunity. There is plenty in me that is not yet conformed to the image of Christ and His selfless nature. And yet here I sit, tucked away under His healing wings, while He insists on leaving His impression on every facet of who I am.

How much pressure is needed to leave a nature-changing, lasting impression depends on one’s receptivity and cooperation with His process. It is not easy to have the Gardener pruning internal tangled vines while simultaneously my body is trying to heal from real, painful cuts and wounds. But turning to the Word again to find expression for what is going on inside of me God is faithful to remind me of His promise that will not return void in my life (or in yours) if I (you) choose to take His Name and His nature.

Here it is from Malachi 4:2 in King James with Strong’s original notations in parentheses…

“But unto you that fear(revere, reverent, stand in awe of) my name shall the Sun (brilliant, battlement, window) of righteousness (rightness, rectitude (moral integrity), justice, virtue, righteous act) arise (irradiate, shoot forth beams) with healing (curative medicine, deliverance, health, remedy) in his wings (to be thrust into a corner, extremity, hide, covered); and ye shall go forth (bring out, bring forth, go abroad, lead out, pluck out, send with commandment, spread, stand out, spring out, at any time, utter), and grow up (to spread, be grown up, be scattered) as calves of the stall.” (Malachi 4:2 KJV+)

As my Healer shoots forth His irradiating beams of healing, deliverance and every remedy necessary for this weary-souled but hope-filled child of His, I choose to hide under the cover of His wings. He chose to thrust me into this particular corner, but oh…He has also promised to bring me forth, grown up and leaping for joy like a calf frisking as one set free from its stall!

Will you join me in being imprinted with Him? The more the merrier!

Gracefully Free