I don’t understand it.
How we forget.

Today, I went to the hospital for syringing (cleaning the ear (a wound, etc.) using water through a syringe), and it worked! Now, suddenly, after 3 weeks of having my ear blocked, I can hear.

Temporary loss of hearing for me felt like deprivation of happiness because hearing is something I hadn’t realized, held my world together. Without it, I couldn’t sing. At least that’s what it felt like. Did I still have a voice box? Yes. Did my voice sound the same? I think so. However, I completely lost confidence in my singing because I couldn’t gauge how loud or how in/off-tune I was. I had to trust that whatever I was putting out there was alright and most times I was met by the rather disempowering phrase – ‘I can’t hear you’. With the awkwardness of speaking or singing so difficult to describe without sounding like a pitiful, broken record, I often chose to sigh inside (and maybe attempt explaining 0_0).

That’s not the point.

Many times, I prayed. All those times, God didn’t answer – so I thought. More times, I prayed. Most times I felt like He wasn’t about to answer. I thought I heard Him ask me while walking back from the hospital today, “…Tee, but now why would you think I would just leave you to never heal?” – a question of my doubt in His fatherliness…perhaps His Word…and most significantly His love.

Matthew 7:9-11:

“Which of you, if your son asks for bread, will give him a stone? 10 Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a snake? 11 If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!

What have you forgotten about God and His loving nature?

What have you forgotten about God’s supernatural ability?

What have you forgotten about His good and perfect will for your life?

Remember.