I have never really discussed my faith because I worried about offending people.. that is until I realized that it's my faith and it doesn't really matter what anyone else thinks but me. I am a Christian. Although a fallen one. I know in my head and my heart what I should do but I don't always do it. The Spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. I do not judge other's beliefs and I do not force mine upon them. I do however love my neighbor and I do my best to treat people the way I want to be treated.
The whole reason I bring this up is because I came upon this site for a young baby named Ethan Powell who has been diagnosed with Leukemia. His parents have this website to unite Christians in prayer for Ethan's healing. I searched around this site with tears slowly streaming down my face. He was diagnosed with these terrible disease at 2 months of age and has been battling it for some time now.
I know there is power in prayer. I know from personal experience from when my dad was diagnosed with Hodgkin's Disease in the early 70's. I was only 6 years old at the time. My dad was diagnosed in the very late stages of this horrific cancer and back then they only gave my dad maximum of 6 weeks to live. Surviving Hodgkin's even in the early stages was very slim so imagine the odds at the last stage.
My dad did go through Chemo treatments and took a ton of pills and I do remember him coming home for Christmas because he wanted to spend his last moments with his family. He did have to go back shortly after the new year and was preparing himself for death. Death did not happen for my dad. He slowly started to get better. Doctors could not comprehend what was going on and every day a new "miracle" as the docs called it happened. I firmly believe that the prayers that were prayed over my dad daily were heard. There is no medical or scientific explanation and the doctors had to admit that something else was at work with the healing of my dad.
My dad has been cancer free for 30 years. At 15 years they considered him cured. There were no medical treatments out of the ordinary given to my dad and he is even in the Cleveland Clinic medical studies because they had hoped that my dads recovery would give them answers. Nothing. I truly believe that my dad is living proof of a miracle.
4 comments:
That's awesome, and I also believe in miracles, God, and loving thy neighbor. I'm trying to be less wishy-washy about the whole religion subject, and posts like this remind me that its ok to have a belief and an opinion. Thanks, and love your name (wink,wink).
That is a great story about your dad! I envy your faith. Sometimes I wish I had it.
Mr.Fab - You have it... it's just small like a mustard seed :)
Humincat - It's nice to see that there are people out there that are real! I read your blog and you have a gorgeous family. I think I may be a regular on your site ;)
Yes, he is. Faith and postive thinking make a world of difference in most circumstances; especially in extraordinary ones.
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