The Waiting Room

"For as many of you as have been baptized into Christ have put on Christ." Galatians 3:27

Today, I had some tests done in the radiology dept at our local hospital. During a routine physical exam and blood work, my doctor felt it necessary to run some further tests due to abnormal findings. All week I prayed and asked my sisters in Christ to pray as well that everything would come out normal. The Lord gave me a peace during this time that can't be explained other than my mind was quiet and my heart was calm.

While in the waiting room a woman in her late 40's came in and when she sat down a few seats across from me she began to cry. She held her head in her hands and tried to hide her tears by wiping them away. I could see she was scared and sensed that she felt alone. She bowed her head making the sign of the cross over her chest and when she looked up, out of no where I blurted out, "are you okay?" She looked at me with teary eyes and shook her head no. I asked, "can I pray with you?" She simply nodded yes, my name is Marina.

After I said a simple prayer for Marina, in very broken English she searched for the words. Her son had died in a car accident in April, she only has her parents left who live in Mexico, she takes care of her grandchildren who are very young and now she is having biopsies done on her breast and she is terrified that she has breast cancer.

I told her how much God loved her and gave her reassurance to not be afraid. I sat and talked with her until they called her name, she stood up, hugged me and said thank you. Waiting for my turn to be called I prayed for God to comfort Marina, I know he was there. The thought came, if all of these tests I was going through was so I could be in this waiting room, on this day, at this time to be there for Marina and wrap her in the love of Christ then so be it. God is good, He is faithful and true!

Motivated by Power

I'm really looking forward to our upcoming Women's bible study at Harvest. Soon, we will begin studying the life and ministry of Paul which will take us into early May. I remember when I first committed to doing an 8 month inductive bible study, I was really terrified that I'd never make it to the finish line. But, with God's help I was motivated to not give up and my journey bestowed treasures that are eternal.

As I was reading Acts 14:22, a terror arose inside of me, Lord will I make it to the finish line?

Paul had been going from city to city preaching the Good News of Jesus Christ. Along the way, he'd encountered unbelieving Jews who stirred up others poisoning their minds against Paul and the other brethren. There was a violent attempt to abuse and stone them so Paul fled to Lystra and Derbe which were cities in the surrounding region. Paul continued to preach the gospel even healing a man who had never walked. Paul's persecutors were relentless in trying to stop Paul from preaching the gospel. They again, persuaded the multitudes who then stoned Paul, dragging him outside of the city and left him for dead. However, when the disciples gathered around him, he rose and went into the city.


I'm encouraged every time I hear when the body of Christ, gathers around their brother praying for him, laying hands on him, asking God for strength and healing power. God answered, he arose and kept going.

The next day, Paul went into Derbe preaching the gospel and making many disciples. After he was done there, what he did next was amazing! Paul went back to the cities that threatened him, beat him, stoned him and left him for dead in order to strengthen the souls of the disciples and encourage them to continue in the faith. He told them, "We must through many tribulations enter the kingdom of God."

What???? It was at that point the terror arose in me. Oh Lord, I hate going through tribulation, can't I enter the kingdom of God without it? Granted, our tribulation is no where near the kind that Paul experienced, but if it were, would I be willing? Would I have gone back to the city where I was hated, beat, stoned and thrown out of their city left to die? What was Paul's motivation to endure such persecution (infliction of harm and suffering)?


Paul was willing to die for the sake of the gospel. He wanted others to know the truth and receive eternal life. His belief in Jesus, in Christ's death and resurrection, this power, this truth, compelled him to tell others. Paul's motivation was that Jesus lives and he was steadfast in this hope of eternal life. Paul's focus was not on himself, his suffering, or on his enemies but on Jesus. His motivation? It was God's power that motivated him to face his opponents, danger, difficulty and even death for Christ's sake. The truth of our glorious future with Christ will empower us and motivate us to endure any kind of trouble. It was God's power that kept him going.

2 Corinthians 4:7-11 tells us that even though Paul was wounded, bruised, beaten down and left for dead, he was not forsaken or destroyed. He got back up and kept doing what he was called to do. Paul relied on God's power, he knew it to be a treasure. It was only God's power that strengthened Paul, it was God who spared him and enabled him to continue to preach the gospel and testify of God's deliverance. Through much tribulation, Paul becomes a broken vessel, through which God's glory is manifested. Through much tribulation, we are brought to our knees, fully relying on God's power to endure.

So as tribulation arises I can have the confidence and be motivated by God's power to keep going and finish well. Jesus told Paul, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." I know there is nothing in my own strength that can bring such endurance, devotion and motivation. Along this journey I will find myself crushed, broken hearted and beaten but I'm not destroyed and my God does not leave me or forsake me.

Waiting is the Hardest Part

Anyone who has ever been told by a doctor, "you have cancer" experiences the sick feeling that naws in the pit of your stomach. To hear "we don't know what kind it is" fills you with another level of terror and fear altogether. Anyone who has ever endured suffering knows all too well that the hardest part is waiting for an answer.

Seventeen years ago, Mike and I had only been married 14 months, young and in love we were embarking on the journey of a lifetime. Mike had just been drafted two years before by the Chicago White Sox. It was his life long dream to play professional baseball and we were seeing it realized. I was head over hills in love with my buff young baseball stud and we were living the dream. What happened next brought our world to a crashing halt and the hardest part would be the waiting.

We'd just settled into our new apartment in Sarasota, Florida where Mike would play his third season for the minor "A" White Sox team. He'd been experiencing horrible back pain and swelling of lymph nodes prior to and during spring training. Just as Mike earned the starting position at 3rd base, his neck swelled to the size of a grapefruit. An ENT at the local hospital biopsied some lymph nodes and came to us with the earth shattering news "you have cancer" but "we don't know what kind it is." The hardest part was waiting for someone to tell us what to do next.


We immediately flew back to California with hopes for some kind of answers, but instead we encountered confusion and fear. There were no physicians that could diagnose the cancer. Therefore, no one knew how to treat it and the hardest part was the waiting.

These seventeen years later when a friend or a loved one is faced with the same circumstances, I find myself turning to God's word for hope and for direction when we wait. Isaiah 30:18b says, "Blessed are all those who wait for Him." When we wait for God, we are waiting till He is ready. We are waiting for the outcome that is in God's perfect will and in God's perfect timing.

Consider the story in John 11 of Martha and Mary, the sisters of Lazarus. Lazarus was very sick and the sisters sent word to Jesus saying, "Lord, the one whom you love is sick." Mary and Martha were counting on Jesus to come quickly to heal their brother of his illness.

Isaiah 30:18- Therefore the Lord will wait, that He may be gracious to you. And therefore He will be exalted, that He may have mercy on you. Jesus delayed in his coming for two more days after he heard that Lazarus was sick. Jesus said to his disciples, "This sickness is not unto death, but for the glory of God, that the son of God may be glorified through it."

God's purpose was to glorify his son by raising Lazarus from the dead. Jesus would demonstrate his deity in an undeniable way. Seeing this demonstration of God's power, giving life back to the dead would cause his disciples to grow and for others to believe. God's timing to accomplish His purpose is always perfect.

But for Mary and Martha, the waiting was the hardest part. I'm sure confusion set in quickly. Why hadn't Jesus come right away to heal our brother? Undoubtedly, they'd expressed this to each other over the last couple of days. If Jesus had been here, Lazarus would not have died.

In the waiting, the fear and the 'what ifs' creep in. Satan whispers in our ears and the 'if onlys' arise.

But the Lord tells us to just:

Believe- Did I not say to you that if you would believe you would see the glory of God? John 11:40

Pray- Jesus prayed, "Father, thank You that You have heard Me." John 11:41

Wait- Therefore, I will look to the Lord; I will wait for the God of my salvation; My God will hear me. Micah 7:7

Seventeen years ago, we felt alone, confused, and terrified with no real hope. At the time we were unbelievers but we were surrounded by family and friends, a band of believers who believed for us, prayed for us and hoped for us. We were led to a place called the City of Hope that identified Mike's cancer and treated him. However, it was God who did the healing. Nowadays when faced with trials, we don't have to face the waiting period alone.


Those who wait on the Lord
Shall renew their strength;
They shall mount up with wings like eagles,
They shall run and not be weary,
They shall walk and not faint. Isaiah 40:31

Blessed with His Benefits

Today was bittersweet. Our summer has come to an end. The long lazy days of sleeping in, lounging by the pool, going to the beach, and continuous fun are over. Now it's alarm clocks, busy mornings, and back to the freeway! Argh!

As Austin jumped out of the car with backpack in tow, and raced towards his new school there was no looking back for him only excitement and a little nervousness to what this new season holds.

I decided to park and saw some moms I knew standing at a distance from the kids, so as to not intrude. I guess it's no longer cool to walk your 7th grader to their first class and don't even think about taking pictures. They invited me to the Tuesday morning prayer meeting they have on campus. What a amazing group of moms and dads that I met. Even more, what a privledge it was to be praying in unity for the covering of our children and praising Jesus for his faithfulness and provision. Psalm 103:2 says, "Praise the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits-" what benefits we have indeed!

Our days of summer may have ended but I cheerish the time spent with family and friends. "There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven." Ecc.3:1