Cry out for Jesus’ salvation
Monday, October 30, 2006
It has been one month since Rev. Li was diagnosed with liver cancer at the hospital. In this month, the family has been facing severe attack. Our life is very busy now. Even though we embrace the Lord, sometimes our hearts sink. But God's grace is also abundant: brothers and sisters pray for us promptly, console us, introduce doctors, para-medical recipes, and some natural therapies to us as well. Some of them even send us meals, and organic vegetables. Some people help with the translation of the blog; some give us rides to the hospital, and many other help us with practical things. We are experiencing “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is perfect in man’s weaknesses.”
In the first week of Chemotherapy, Rev. Li threw up many times, and he lost almost 10 pounds. However, since the second week, he stopped vomiting, and resumed his appetite. However, he cannot eat a lot each time for he will feel stuffy easily. Starting from the third week, his spirit is good. He had lost only 3-4 pounds so far. The most troubling thing to him is his new hair style – he is loosing his thick hair. In these days, we always play hymns at our home. Every night I go with him to the small garden on the podium to have our prayer walk, crying out for God’s healing upon him. Before we go to bed, our family prays in one accord.
On the mirror in the living room, we post the greeting cards sent by brothers and sisters. They are like uncountable blessings accompanying us everyday. They are walking with us along this heavenly journey. Some sisters said to me that they admired my perseverance. They showed great care to me. All I can do is to give thanks to our Lord. He gives the peace which is beyond my understanding in my heart. Some new women arrivals shed their tears before me, saying that they cannot know what God is doing now. They refuse to accept what is going on. Right, we cannot accept it either. All these remind me that when the Mission to the New Arrivals was newly founded, we didn't have enough manpower. Rev. Li had to roll up his sleeves, push the trolley, and send some secondhand furniture to those new arrivals’ families. Those scenes remain vivid to us. Rev. Li has developed deep relationships with those new immigrant families. He has become the voice of widowers, the poor, and those who are deserted. He also shares the Gospel with them.
In the Bible, Jairus refused to accept what was happened to his daughter. He cried out to God for her healing. The Centurion refused to accept the fact that his servant was seriously sick. He cried out to God for healing too. Their faith granted them what they wanted strongly.
Come; let's transform the refusal of what is happening into the motive of prayers. We are facing the issue of life and death; let us cry out to God!
It has been one month since Rev. Li was diagnosed with liver cancer at the hospital. In this month, the family has been facing severe attack. Our life is very busy now. Even though we embrace the Lord, sometimes our hearts sink. But God's grace is also abundant: brothers and sisters pray for us promptly, console us, introduce doctors, para-medical recipes, and some natural therapies to us as well. Some of them even send us meals, and organic vegetables. Some people help with the translation of the blog; some give us rides to the hospital, and many other help us with practical things. We are experiencing “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is perfect in man’s weaknesses.”
In the first week of Chemotherapy, Rev. Li threw up many times, and he lost almost 10 pounds. However, since the second week, he stopped vomiting, and resumed his appetite. However, he cannot eat a lot each time for he will feel stuffy easily. Starting from the third week, his spirit is good. He had lost only 3-4 pounds so far. The most troubling thing to him is his new hair style – he is loosing his thick hair. In these days, we always play hymns at our home. Every night I go with him to the small garden on the podium to have our prayer walk, crying out for God’s healing upon him. Before we go to bed, our family prays in one accord.
On the mirror in the living room, we post the greeting cards sent by brothers and sisters. They are like uncountable blessings accompanying us everyday. They are walking with us along this heavenly journey. Some sisters said to me that they admired my perseverance. They showed great care to me. All I can do is to give thanks to our Lord. He gives the peace which is beyond my understanding in my heart. Some new women arrivals shed their tears before me, saying that they cannot know what God is doing now. They refuse to accept what is going on. Right, we cannot accept it either. All these remind me that when the Mission to the New Arrivals was newly founded, we didn't have enough manpower. Rev. Li had to roll up his sleeves, push the trolley, and send some secondhand furniture to those new arrivals’ families. Those scenes remain vivid to us. Rev. Li has developed deep relationships with those new immigrant families. He has become the voice of widowers, the poor, and those who are deserted. He also shares the Gospel with them.
In the Bible, Jairus refused to accept what was happened to his daughter. He cried out to God for her healing. The Centurion refused to accept the fact that his servant was seriously sick. He cried out to God for healing too. Their faith granted them what they wanted strongly.
Come; let's transform the refusal of what is happening into the motive of prayers. We are facing the issue of life and death; let us cry out to God!
Mrs Li
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