Yesterday the hospital Chaplain visited Hubs in his room and read this Scripture with him and prayed with him; Hubs also asked prayer for me – he is always thinking of me, even in this time of great pain & suffering to himself. At first when heard of the visit I was naturally concerned and asked the primary nurse why a Chaplain had visited my husband - my stomach was throwing fits yesterday so I stayed home in case it was catchy; turns out it wasn't. I was told that Chaplains routinely visit patients, and if the patient wishes, remains with them to comfort them as requested: that eased my mind because normally Chaplains visit patients that are very near death. And Hubs has been giving his medical team concerns not only with this horrific pancreatitis ordeal, but also with a rash of racing heart palpitations all week long – twice since I visited him throughout the week one of the CNAs came in to give him a dose of metoprolol to calm his heart down. Guesses are that the pain is causing these rash of palpitations, but it is concerning just the same.
When Hubs told me the Chaplain had read Psalm 43 to him, I was puzzled. “Why?” I kept asking myself each time I read it and reread it; it didn’t make any sense. I read it again tonight … and suddenly (!) it (((clicked))); it made perfect sense :-D And while it does not specifically deal with healing, it sums up EVERYTHING we have been dealing with since August 30th. While we logically KNOW that Elohei has NOT ‘cast us off’, it feels like it sometimes when we are at our lowest ebb physically & emotionally. But when we turn our eyes to Him and remember that He is our 'exceeding joy' especially in turbulent times, He ministers peace of mind and soothes our troubled souls with His light and His truth that upholds His children. And because of His great love towards us, we will not stumble and fall over the hurdles the enemy throws in our path hoping to trip us up:
PSALM 43
Vindicate me, O God, and plead my cause against an ungodly nation; Oh, deliver me from the deceitful and unjust man! For You are the God of my strength. Why do You cast me off? Why do I go about mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
Oh, send out Your light and Your truth! Let them lead me; let them bring me to Your holy hill and to Your tabernacle. Then I will go to the altar of God, to God my exceeding joy; And on the harp I will praise You, O God, my God.
Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall yet praise Him – the help of my countenance and my God.
I like this beautiful musical rendition …
