Today Is for Healing

When the moon is out, and the sun has slept, I like to think abut the differing and various courses my life could have and could take. I ponder them like paths on a park trail map or like the ship’s seafaring voyage routes. They are waiting, and I am watching. These paths that seems to tell me where to go—though I don’t know.

What I do know is that the Lord establishes my steps—even though I may plan my way. And I am convinced that He is planning my steps for healing. I am starting to be able to rest in His great grace—starting. I feel like a spiritual babe, looking everywhere and at every moment for milk, true spiritual milk. I even look to my pen for milk, as Jesus helps to guide my thoughts along in His sovereign grace. What am I denoting? That He is the great Healer, the Great Physician? Yes, and more.

That He charts even my course of healing. That is how much He protects me. That is how closely He guides me. That is how much He loves me. And if I am to hold to it, I once told Jesus that He gets to tell me what glory He receives from my life. And I now believe this is it—to take someone who’s been in every way low up to the heights. He will guide the way for hinds feet in high places (Hab. 3:19).