Facing Your Giants – Part I

One of my favorite movies is “Facing the Giants.” This low budget movie produced by a church, is a story of faith that will inspire, encourage, and motivate you to believe God all the more. This same church put out “Fireproof,” another great fiilm that portrays Christian values on the big screen.

Most of us will never have our stories told on the big screen – but it is for sure that everyone of us have a story! Each of us have had some good days, and some bad days, and hopefully” all of your good days have outweighed your bad days – and you don’t complain!” But, because I know people, I know most of you are like me, you might not want to complain, but when you find yourself challenged it spills out.

This year I’ve had some health challenges that have not been resolved – when asked about it – I tend to tell the story and it not only wearies me, but makes me a bit disturbed that after nearly three months I am still dealing with the bureacracy parts of the problem – rather than actually doing something about the problem. I’ve found myself complaining – and once I really heard myself, I had to admit my frustration was with God – who I knew could have healed me and I wouldn’t have had to deal with all this.

As we rehearse our problems, they get larger and larger; the more we tell – the less we pray. What I had to admit is that over these past three months I took the report of the doctors and relied on their propsed remedies to fix me – and while I’ve been waiting on their cure – I have not prayed. I believed that there was only one cure – and have waited on that…

Now I can remember a time when I received a negative report from the doctors when I experienced a bout with gallstones. After being hospitalized for seven days – I was sent home to heal to prepare for surgery. In the process of that time, I became pregnant and the report of the doctors was that the stones could attempt to pass during the pregnancy and I could lose my baby. Well, even with four children already – I was not about to lose my baby – and neither did I intend to be as sick as I had been – and I determined that “by His stripes – I was healed!” Six months after that report – I had a beautiful baby girl and looked back over an uneventful pregnancy where I was able to eat everything I wanted! I never had another bout with gallstones until twenty-five years later.

Was my faith different then- no there is no difference in my level of faith – it was whose report I put my faith in! We all get negative reports every day – but whose report do you believe? Now that I recognize whose report I have been listening to, I now choose to walk in the report that says:

“Remember [fervently] the word and promise to Your servant, in which You have caused me to hope.” Psalm 119:49 (AMP)

And what that means for me is that because I remember the healing of yesterday, I will pray daily to the Lord to do what I can do in His Name to bring healing and wholeness to my afflication – and I am going to trust that He will deliver, either by His hand or the doctors – but no more complaints, He has caused me to hope!

God Bless You,
Maria