Sometimes when I reach the end of the day, my legs and feet are aching, my back is sore, my mind is doing stinking thinking, and I sink into my bed, totally cheesed off with my routine as a caregiver for a geriatric.
On those evenings, I am ready to throw in the towel and quit while I am ahead. But then I open my Bible before bedtime and read this verse: He himself bore our sins in his body on the cross, so that we might die to sins and live for righteousness; by his wounds you have been healed.
From these words, I gain inspiration and perseverance. Yes, Jesus experienced much worse. I almost sense God throwing my towel back at me, telling me to wipe my face and keep going. So I do.
I pray for healing for the geriatric, for every one of my family and friends, and for myself. God cares about our healing. As a follower of Jesus, I aim to carry the healing of Jesus to other people. My family says things always look better in the morning. True. Things do improve. We can all do with faith for our healing.
I sleep well and awake refreshed in the morning, ready to manage the day. No one day will ever come again, so I plan some positive activities. This is a part of the great mission of the church to teach others by example about divine healing. A morning prayer. A kind smile. A peaceful, calm routine. An act of kindness to someone older—hoping his health and attitude improves.
Ask God to help you remember a new day is dawning and that Jesus’ healing is still here.
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