I have a toothache. Nothing serious, just annoying at times. I have been thinking that I should just go to the dentist and pay whatever it is to have my cavity filled instead of being a tight wad and waiting for the insurance at my new job to take effect.
In the meantime, on the way to church this morning, Alex and I were talking about healing. Only six months ago Jackson’s neurologist had warned us that surgery was almost a guarantee. Yet, during his recent check-up, the MRI revealed that Jackson’s spine had straightened drastically, to the point that he may never have to have surgery. All due to the power of prayer. God is good y’all.
During our conversation, Alex and I even remarked that his healing was total. Before the accident he had been told twice that he had 8 cavities that needed to be filled. After a good mom scolding, we were in the process of scheduling the appointments before the wreck happened. Since then, he has been told by two separate dentist that he doesn’t have even a single cavity. God didn’t just heal him from pancreatitis and diabetes, he healed him completely.
After church, as my tooth began to ache, I had a revelation. I hadn’t even considered asking God to heal my toothache. As a mom, we tend to pray for our spouse and our children. We pray for our church and our friends. We even pray for people we don’t know personally but have heard need our prayers. But sometimes…. we tend to forget to pray for ourselves. Us moms are nurtures, but we forget that we also have to take care of ourselves too. God wants to heal us. He’s just waiting for us to ask Him. Even when it’s something as simple as a toothache.
Love and blessings,
C.C. Hasty Andrews
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