sickbed

Our reality will test our theology.

What we know about God and what we believe about Him will truly be tested by the experiences and the situations we might find ourselves in. And we either adjust the God of the Bible that we used to know, or we humbly trust His unchanging character.

Days ago, I was about to help one of our church leaders get out of the hospital after 2 long weeks of battling a disease. We praise God that our prayer for her better health and recovery has been answered, she was about to finally leave the hospital!

“Reality meets Theology”

And she did.

But immediately the day after, I was the one being rushed to the emergency room!

It was funny now but not at that moment. I was in pain! My headache gauge was about 95-98% and I felt like a vegetable, I was so weak and helpless. Thankfully my brother came to our house and drove me to the hospital about 3AM and we got some of my friends praying for me.

I knew I was not going to back in shape again and I had the assurance this was going to be but temporary. But who knows? What if it was not? Thankfully I’m back at the church office writing about my experience.

While I was on the hospital bed, resting and waiting for hours for the results, I thought about 3 realizations that gave me the certainty I was going to get back up again. I had a strong sense within me that God is not yet done with His purpose for me. Here is what the hospital bed thought me:

1. I am nothing but dust and ash

 “From dust you came and to dust you shall return” .  I knew I was not dying yet but the reality of sickness & death bjust comes right into my face whenever I’m in a hospital. It’s just a humbling experience. More than the meds and the doctors, I am in a way forced to hold on to God and to no one else. Just being there reminds me of the reality that one day, all these life will soon be past.

2. God is the Source of my life

It’s not me nor my parents. I did not caused my self to exist. My parents may have been planned by my parents but definitely God breathed life into me and caused me to exist. Therefore, this life is God’s gift to me- a privilege and not an entitlement. I owe it to Him because he gladly gave me this chance to live and move and have my being. Therefore, I should live to acknowledge Him, to thank Him and to honor Him. But I didn’t and I wouldn’t because I was blinded by Sin and my need of Him.  I thought I could live apart from Him who created me. I was only right before the eyes of men, religious yes but not righteous in God’s eyes. I needed a rescue. Thankfully…

3. Jesus came to save me and give purpose to my life

While on the bed, I was refreshed of God’s saving grace. That I am now right with Him note because of my service and work for Him, but because of Jesus perfect and finished work for me. He dis not just paid for the debt of sin I was not able to pay, he entrusted me with a purpose. He made my little, tiny, temporary life here on earth significant. He gave me meaning, a reason to live,  a mission to accomplish. I now work not just for the here and now but for the kingdom that is and is to come!

Are you on a sick bed in this Christmas season?

I am praying that the grace and the knowledge of God would be as real to you as He is. And may the purpose for which He allowed you to exist be continually fulfilled and daily fully in His time, and ever be for His glory. 🙂


“‘Bless the Lord, O my soul,
    and forget not all his benefits,
who forgives all your iniquity,
    who heals all your diseases,
who redeems your life from the pit,
    who crowns you with steadfast love and mercy.”

-Psalm 103:2-4