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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There are times when I read a devotional or other book that I receive a completely new revelation about a story in the Bible that I have always known. I'm reminded at how evolving the living word is (Hebrews 4:12). There is no situation in life that the answer cannot be found in the word. This morning, I read a devotional from 5 Minutes with Jesus by Sheila Walsh that completely made me see another perspective of the story of Judas.
Here is a part of that devotional:
When Judas, who had betrayed Jesus, saw that Jesus was condemned, he was seized with remorse and returned the 30 pieces of silver to the chief priests and the elders. "I have sinned," he said, "For I have betrayed innocent blood.
"What is that to us?" They replied. "That's your responsibility." So Judas threw the money into the temple and left. Then he went away and hanged himself. (Matthew 27:3–5 NIV)
Oh, Judas, if only you could have waited for three more days! Yes, you would have been in agony on Friday, but on Sunday morning you would have seen Hope rise from the dead!
I don't know what you face right now, friend, but I do know that while we may lose a few battles on this earth, we will–because of Jesus–win the war. Don't despair!
Although I knew the story of Judas, I never realized how close he was to redemption and salvation. Had he held on just a couple of more days, he would have know that not all hope was lost. Sometimes, we just have to keep pushing forward, even when we don't see an end in sight. It is in those dark places that we find God, even in our darkest moments, and He helps lead us on.
So no matter what situation you are facing, hold on, because help is coming!
Love & Blessings,
C.C. Hasty Andrews
I received the official paperback copy of my book today. I had seen the digital proof before approving it, of course. But I had not actually held the book in my hands until today.
As I opened the package, I couldn’t breathe. My hands shook, and when I pulled my book out of the cardboard package, I wasn’t prepared when the water works began.
I knew the book was officially published, so that wasn’t it. I also knew that I had put myself and my family out there for the world to see. I had shared private moments of our family that until now, no one ever knew. I had poured my heart and soul into this book and was as raw and honest as a person could absolutely be. And now, everyone who read it would know my deepest secrets. I had already had a “come to Jesus” (literally) about sharing myself with perfect strangers, yet decided to risk it all and trust in God. I was no longer afraid for people to learn the real me, so that wasn’t it either.
It was the countless nights of staying up late writing. The hundreds of hours spent laboriously typing word after word. All of the second guessing I did. Prayer after prayer, trying to convince God that I wasn’t the right person for this job, all the while Him assuring me that I was. The emotions came from all of the battles I had to face to finally hold this book, my book, in my hands. I had done it. Despite everything, I had actually made it to the finish line, just like God said I would.
Love & blessings,
C.C. Hasty Andrews