After a church home team meeting, we picked up our son and daughter from the sitter. Hailey our daughter had started to run a fever. As a parent you’re frustrated because you don’t want you baby to be sick and you know a sleepless night is ahead. The fever started Tuesday night and continued to Friday morning.
I finally decided it was time to see the Doc! She had no symptoms other than a fever; she would just lay there weak and boiling. At the doctor’s office they took many tests. Everything came back normal, which was great; but it still did not answer any questions. Friday night her temperature was 101.8 under her arm; we gave her Motrin and put her to bed.
Now I’m truly frustrated. No one knows what is wrong; she barely eats or drinks. What do I do? I sat in bed and realized this is not my fight. It was time to give up this burden; it was never mine to carry. I got on my knees and prayed, “Lord I do not know what to do anymore, but You do! I give her to You; she is in Your hands now.”
God had healed in the past, and He will continue to do so in the future. I knew He could heal now. As I finished praying, I felt the need to check on Hailey. We put her to bed at 9:00 p.m. and it was 12:00 a.m. When I touched her, she was fever free! Then came the real test: do I believe she is healed or do I thank the Motrin we gave her three hours ago?
I told myself that faith can be as small as a mustard seed. I stated out loud, “Lord, she has been healed by Your hand at this moment and will wake up with no fever.” I truly needed God’s help with this one; I needed for her to wake up fever free. I started to wonder if I even had faith as small as a mustard seed.
When I woke up on Saturday, I honestly was scared to check. I didn’t want to feel like a failure in my faith. Then I heard laughter. My husband was with her in the living room. I called out, “Is she happy and fever free?”
My husband called back, “She’s fine.” It took me a minute to grasp the fact she was healed. Unfortunately, the test of faith did not end there. Of course, Satan wanted to spoil it and tell me the fever could come back.
I freaked out, thinking, “What if it comes back because I’m questioning and losing faith?” But God gave me His peace. I knew the fever was not coming back. The beauty of it all is that when God told me to check on her the night before, He just wanted to show me that He had already healed her.
“We live by faith, not by sight.”
-2 Corinthians 5:7 (NIV)
“Lord, please help me to have the faith of a mustard seed. You are an all-powerful God who can make all things happen according to Your will. Help me now to have faith in . . .”