I'm sitting here today...thinking about a family who woke up today without their beautiful 16 year old daughter, Rachel. She went home to be with the Lord yesterday morning. My heart just breaks for her family as they take one step at a time, learning to live the rest of this life without her. I didn't know Rachel well. I just met her a few times and she was a beautiful soul. Dave had really gotten to know Rachel and her family over the past 16 months. He and others would lay hands on her and pray over her many times...believing for the miracle of healing.
Back in February 2011, I posted a prayer request that my friend Kristi had sent me regarding Rachel. Back then Rachel was given 1 1/2 weeks to live. Hundreds of people were praying for a miracle. And do you know what? God came through. Instead of having 1 1/2 weeks to live, Rachel lived more than a year! She was given more time to touch more lives. The tumors in her body were disappearing and it was amazing!
Not long ago we found out the cancer was back and it was raging. We pressed in praying for yet another miracle. Again, Rachel's family would be told that her time here was short. I can't imagine that. My heart was aching for this family. This time Rachel's miracle would come in the form of an eternal healing. She is now in the presence of Jesus. She is now fully healed and restored to the beautiful girl that God made her to be. I do find comfort in that. Although I'm not going to lie...there is pain and even some anger there. I'm angry that cancer even exists. I'm angry that a sweet young teenager had to endure this illness and the suffering that came with it. I'm angry that we will have yet another funeral for a child. I'm angry that her parents had to watch her endure this and now have to bury their daughter. It wasn't intended to be this way.
I find comfort in Jesus. I find comfort in His promises. I find comfort that Rachel is pain free. I find comfort that we will all see her again one day. I'm touched that although I didn't know her well...I had a chance to know of her and to know of her courage and her strength.
My heart does ache for her family. I pray for them. I pray that the Lord...in many ways...will comfort them.
Honestly...I don't know why certain things happen. I don't understand why some get healed here on earth and others get their healing in heaven. I am thankful that Jesus came to save us and that there is eternal life. I find comfort in that.
This is what I do know. Life is short. It's merely a little dash. And although none of us know how long we have...what we do have is the choice of how we live out that dash. Love like there won't be another time or a next time. Make each day count.
Psalm 146:5-6 But joyful are those who have the God of Israel as their helper, whose hope is in the Lord their God. He made heaven and earth, the sea, and everything in them. He keeps every promise forever.
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