Christ in Me, the Hope of Glory
It's been a crazy but awesome two weeks, and I'm more sure than anything of God's goodness. :)
So on the car ride to STP, my mom decided to tell me that my grandma might have cancer..well, more of a 90% probability. My grandma, the one who raised me, one of my favorite people in the world, one of the funniest and loudest people I know..whose strength would soon whither away with this disease? The worst part was she and my grandpa would have to move back to Taiwan within two weeks if she did have cancer. STP was two weeks. So naturally, I practically broke down before I even got to STP. The first two days killed me emotionally because I had no time or personal space to just cry. But we finally got some time alone with God, and I just bore it all to Him--tears, intercession, the works, and at the end of the hour I was able to put my faith in Him that everything would be okay. I think I also got a vision of something like the log ride at Knotts Berry Farm. The log was at the top of the hill, about to cruise down and splash into the water, and it was like God was saying to me, 'you're at the top looking down at the fall, afraid of the worst, but it's all going to be okay in the end.'
Later that day, I called home to see what was up since my grandma went to the doctor that morning, and my mom told me the chances of her having cancer weren't as bad as they thought, but they'd find out for sure after seeing all the test results.
On the last day of STP, this past Saturday, I got a voicemail from my mom saying she didn't have cancer.
HALLELUJAH.
I know it was faith that healed her. I could have worried and cried the whole two weeks in fear that she did have cancer, but it was God who gave me the heart to intercede for her, the faith to keep trusting in Him, and a vision just to ensure me a little more. And that vision came true :). All praises to You, my King.
Anywho, I'm incredibly humbled by all these healings I guess God's been doing through me these past 2 weeks. The day before I left for STP, Ethan said he got a vision of me in a surgical mask or some other medical apparatus, which I was ecstatic about. Then throughout STP, God was using me to bring healing to people whenever there was a need, as well as answering my intercessions for my grandma, so now I'm wondering if these are confirmations that I'm on the right path toward medicine/some sort of healing occupation. Either way, I'm definitely pumped to pray for the sick more..It's the best thing in the world, that just by knowing the authority Jesus gave us, we can speak healing to people who are in pain!
As for STP, it was an awesome time overall, besides waking up at 6am every morning to go running, but even that was ameliorated by simple company. I'd forgotten how everything just goes by easier when you're doing it with friends, like that line 'I get by with a little help from my friends.' It made me regret not really committing to a fellowship earlier, and instead wallowing in loneliness and independence for the past two years at USC.
But thanks and praise to God for the brothers & sisters He's given me and who I look forward to spending more time with this coming school year :).
I guess it's ideal timing, since Ethan left for Hong Kong on Sunday. He's been such an immense inspiration to me to chase after God for myself, and through it all his brotherhood rooted in the love of Christ has become one of the best friendships & discipleships I've ever witnessed. But his leaving doesn't mean an end to my hope of glory, and good thing everything, even prayers and fireballs, can travel long distance :).
So on the car ride to STP, my mom decided to tell me that my grandma might have cancer..well, more of a 90% probability. My grandma, the one who raised me, one of my favorite people in the world, one of the funniest and loudest people I know..whose strength would soon whither away with this disease? The worst part was she and my grandpa would have to move back to Taiwan within two weeks if she did have cancer. STP was two weeks. So naturally, I practically broke down before I even got to STP. The first two days killed me emotionally because I had no time or personal space to just cry. But we finally got some time alone with God, and I just bore it all to Him--tears, intercession, the works, and at the end of the hour I was able to put my faith in Him that everything would be okay. I think I also got a vision of something like the log ride at Knotts Berry Farm. The log was at the top of the hill, about to cruise down and splash into the water, and it was like God was saying to me, 'you're at the top looking down at the fall, afraid of the worst, but it's all going to be okay in the end.'
Later that day, I called home to see what was up since my grandma went to the doctor that morning, and my mom told me the chances of her having cancer weren't as bad as they thought, but they'd find out for sure after seeing all the test results.
On the last day of STP, this past Saturday, I got a voicemail from my mom saying she didn't have cancer.
HALLELUJAH.
I know it was faith that healed her. I could have worried and cried the whole two weeks in fear that she did have cancer, but it was God who gave me the heart to intercede for her, the faith to keep trusting in Him, and a vision just to ensure me a little more. And that vision came true :). All praises to You, my King.
Anywho, I'm incredibly humbled by all these healings I guess God's been doing through me these past 2 weeks. The day before I left for STP, Ethan said he got a vision of me in a surgical mask or some other medical apparatus, which I was ecstatic about. Then throughout STP, God was using me to bring healing to people whenever there was a need, as well as answering my intercessions for my grandma, so now I'm wondering if these are confirmations that I'm on the right path toward medicine/some sort of healing occupation. Either way, I'm definitely pumped to pray for the sick more..It's the best thing in the world, that just by knowing the authority Jesus gave us, we can speak healing to people who are in pain!
As for STP, it was an awesome time overall, besides waking up at 6am every morning to go running, but even that was ameliorated by simple company. I'd forgotten how everything just goes by easier when you're doing it with friends, like that line 'I get by with a little help from my friends.' It made me regret not really committing to a fellowship earlier, and instead wallowing in loneliness and independence for the past two years at USC.
But thanks and praise to God for the brothers & sisters He's given me and who I look forward to spending more time with this coming school year :).
I guess it's ideal timing, since Ethan left for Hong Kong on Sunday. He's been such an immense inspiration to me to chase after God for myself, and through it all his brotherhood rooted in the love of Christ has become one of the best friendships & discipleships I've ever witnessed. But his leaving doesn't mean an end to my hope of glory, and good thing everything, even prayers and fireballs, can travel long distance :).
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