Hello and welcome! This is the Geeks Under Grace daily devotional where we dive into the Bible everyday. We take devotionals from bible.com and read the verses, devotional, and give our own commentary. Sometimes we will have multiple writers, but most of the time it will be just me. I hope you enjoy and comment with your own commentary.
This devotional is titled “Tenth Avenue North – The Overflow Devo”. It is only 7 days long. I use the ESV bible but feel free to use the version of your choosing.
“In all this Job did not sin or charge God with wrong.”
“He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.”
5 And he who was seated on the throne said, “Behold, I am making all things new.” Also he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.”
It was five or six years ago when I got the call from a friend. “Your roommate Travis has malaria. The doctors don’t think he’s gonna make it.”
Time slows. Your head goes foggy. You repeat the line in your head. “They don’t think he’s going to make it.”
Travis had just gotten back from a four month trip to Africa with three of my roommates; though I hesitate to call them roommates. At the time, I lived in a house with four other guys that were less like friends and more like brothers. To imagine one of them dying … well, it just wasn’t possible.
So when I put down the phone, I picked up my guitar and headed out the door. A group of us quickly gathered in the waiting room at the hospital and began to pray. We prayed and prayed and ached and ached.
We shouted. We begged. We pleaded. We sat silent.
We came to the moment.
Have you ever prayed for something so long and so hard that you run out of prayers to pray?
I’ve only been to that place a few times in my life, because, quite honestly, I tend to talk about praying with my friends much more than I actually pray with my friends. But there have been a few times, by the grace of God, when I’ve prayed to the point of exhaustion; to the point of moaning, to the point of groans and unintelligible mutterings.
God heal Travis.
God heal Travis.
God heal Travis.
I was suddenly struck with the thought, Father, you can heal him now, or heal him by taking him home, but whatever you decide to do, you do all things well. So I feebly picked up my guitar and began to clumsily strum and sing that simple thought. “You do all things, you do all things, you do all things well.” And out of the corner of my eye, I see Travis’ mom stand to her feet, lift her hands up in the air, up above her tear stained cheeks, up above the despair crushing down on her heart, and impossibly begin to sing those words with me.
Now, there are some who would say true faith is all we need to get God to give us what we want. And, if God doesn’t do what we want, the way we want, it isn’t his fault, but it’s our fault for not having enough faith. But you know, when I read the Scriptures, and when I hear talk about mustard seeds and the kingdom come, I get the feeling that Christianity isn’t about how much faith you have, it’s who your faith is in.
When I think about pure faith, I don’t think about those who tighten their fists and say, “God will always heal, as long as I believe enough.” I think about Job. I think about Jesus in the garden, and I think about Travis’ mom.
“Lord, if possible, take this cup from me, but not my will but yours be done.”
“You do all things well.”
Man, if you’re struggling to accept God’s will, how comforting is it to know that even Jesus struggled, cried, and sweated blood to accept it?
Now, I do have to tell you that the next morning Travis miraculously sat up, pulled his IV out, and began to march right out of the hospital room, gown flapping in the wind and all. God healed him.
But what I want you to know, and what I pray he allows me to remember, is that He would be just as good, and just as loving, if He decided to take Travis home. May He allow you to gaze at the cross every day of your life. No matter what happens, come what may, may our God open your eyes, loosen the grip of your hands, and loose your tongue to say, “Father, you make beauty, even out of ugly things. You do all things, you do all things, you do all things well.”
That is tough. You know God can heal anything and do anything. So why doesn’t He? We wonder why He doesn’t just get rid of sin. It would be so easy too. The bigger question really is, why doesn’t He get rid of all of us? We are filled to the brim with sin. None of us are clean. You cannot pick and choose what evil God gets rid of. He hates it all the same. The worst misconception is that God takes people away from Earth. Only satan comes to steal, kill, and destroy. God gives us life.