Dear Prayer Warrior,
We’ve come to a place on this 6th birthday celebration of Anna’s
miraculous life where we ask you to pray that we would hear a Word from God
about His sovereign will for Anna. We know He is Healer. His will and power are
to heal, but when for Anna?
“Call to Me and I will answer you, and I will tell you great and
mighty things, which you do not know.'” Jeremiah 33:3
In praying for healing, the apostle Paul got a “no”. King Hezekiah
got a “yes”. What is His Word for Anna?
One of my hero’s since having Anna has become Joni Eareckson Tada.
This quadriplegic lady fervently prayed for healing until she received a Word
from God, it was a “No”. After that answer she walked/rolled with God! She
helped establish ADA laws in America. Her ministry sends wheel chairs to the
poorest in the world and they equip special needs families to experience
respite in God at her camps. Joni writes, paints and sings incredibly well. I
love her tender heart of compassion for those suffering with disability. A
curiosity to me is her expressive boasting in the Lord, even to the point of
praising God for not healing her. she turned the “No” from God into a
“thank you for not healing me.” Allowing an incredible display of God’s Light
through her cracked clay pot of a body.
Please pray that God would speak to us sovereignly over this issue
of Anna being healed so we can further build our lives with greater
intentionality to glorify God. Believing in full immanent healing for Anna has
colored our lives. Likewise the biblical promise of being raised from our
bodily death in an incorruptible body holds equal praise. Biblical healing has
become a topic we know well.
We shall not be moved if a “no” is received because we have 6
years of God faithfully equipping us and meeting our needs. We will stay the
course! Nonetheless, God hasn’t discouraged us from envisioning the plausibility
of radical healing. Our family life would experience a rebirth. We ponder what extra
work could we do once we are no longer CNA’s for Anna because she has been healed.
My imagination radiates to wonder what Anna’s first words would be to me. So
out of these thoughts came a little birth day present for Anna, I wrote this
tender piece of fiction creatively imagining Jesus healing Anna:
We have lacked overnight nursing since the New Year. It’s my job
to keep one ear awake so I can jump into action as needed. So, you can imagine
the regret that comes when I accidentally left the sound of Anna’s video
surveillance off. I slept like a rock that night and woke in a panic
remembering I was on duty. Glancing over to the monitor there was no Anna on
the screen, just her bed linens.
I turn the sound on and hear snapping sounds. I could also hear
the double beeping of Anna’s overnight machines needing attention. I think to
myself “Why didn’t Lindsey turn off the machines?” I could also hear the high
pitch of Anna’s indoor wind chimes engaging the breeze, “wait, what breeze. Who
opened the window?” As I scrambled to get myself out of bed, I hear Anna’s
sweet and unmistakable laughter filling the audible landscape, then stomping. I
look across our bed to see Lindsey sound asleep. A bit confused and
disoriented, I charge into Anna’s room.
In that moment I see the transfigured Jesus radiant as promised teaching
Anna to snap and tap her toes to the beat of her two beeping machines. I forget
to breath. Anna smiles at me, she’s holding up her head wearing the lovely
Easter hat I bought her years ago, the one that had a one-inch rim all the way
around it. My first tear drops fall as I grasp the doorframe down to my
knees.
Anna walks over to me, squats to my ear level as she places her open
hand on my back. My vision blurs from weeping. Anna whispers in my ear, “Thank
you daddy, God has done this. Let’s praise Him together.” She reaches down to
grab my hand off the ground; I notice even her bite marks on her wrist and
index finger are gone. I lift my head and wipe my eyes with my other hand. Then
I see the feet where nails pierced scars remain. I drop again, crawl
over to kiss them. “My Lord” I said, “Blessed be your name forever.”
Jesus lifts up my head, “Be healed Nic. This burden is no longer
for your family, it has become for my glory!”
Anna walks over and places her two hands on my cheeks and turns my
head to hers interrupting my conversation with Jesus. Her brilliant eyes
displaying deliberate eye-contact with me for the first time. She says to me,
“I can see now. Can you help me ride the bike that mommy got me?” Jesus
gestures us onward as we head to the garage to get her bike.
Please pray for:
- the right night nurses for Anna
- a passionate and determined OT for Anna
- wisdom in dealing with the various home healthcare companies, which to employ for what
- her iron levels to return to a good range
- wisdom and fair pricing to guide our various home modification plans as we were approved to get bids via insurance
- continued health and grace
- approval for a bath chair and for a Orbit lift system, we finally got the stander!!!
- improved saliva management and airway clearance while sleeping
- that we may reintroduce tastes by mouth this year and food by mouth
For His service,
The Currats
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