In the blog I wrote on August 18th, I talked about driving endless miles north of Mexico City,with ‘interesting'(!) directions of how to find the house of a lady, Alejandrina, who had been sent home by the hospital she was in, to die.
Alejandrina has had cancer for a VERY long time, was expected not to live long some months ago, and a couple of weeks before I met her, she had been in a coma. Though she had come out of the coma, she couldn’t speak, as I recall, and her family were told to take her home as there was nothing more anyone could do for her. So it was in her home – or that of one of her daughters, that we met, she was surrounded by a good number of her family – husband, daughters, grandchildren, son-in-law… Her personal doctor is Jois, younger son of my Mexico City family, who was the one who’d asked if we’d go to pray for her, as medically, and humanly, this was it…. a few days, maybe a week to live.
I’d be dishonest if I said that there were ‘no’ doubts, or reservations, going to such a situation: but it’s a very strange dynamic: utter, total belief that God can – and will – do the impossible, yet your mind – and the enemy – telling you it’s a lose-lose situation, and ‘who the heck do you think you are that you can change this situation’ thoughts powering into your mind.
I prayed, BenComments 0ny prayed: as I reported in that previous blog, one of the daughters gave her life to Jesus, and was healed, which in itself would have made the visit worthwhile…. we prayed for many of the family. And then, Alejandrina….
I just had a message on Facebook this evening, from Benny: Jacobo Benjamin Osorio
Hey paul i got a report from alejandrina she want to the dr and she is better now her platelets are in a better level and i now she will ve sana!!!!!! In the name of Jesús
‘Ve sana’ is ‘looks healthy’, ‘is healed’…..she had cancer virtually EVERYWHERE, so far beyond treatment that it was impossible….but, as usual, impossible is God’s favourite word, and Alejandrina is healed!!!!! Normal platelets….how DOES God do it….???
I’m sitting here in tears just thinking about her, and her lovely but desperately worried and sad husband, and her daughters…. trying to imagine what the atmosphere is in that home now…. There were many tears that day for mum: I guess those have been replaced by tears of joy now.
At the name of Jesus, EVERY knee – including terminal cancer, terminal prognosis, and terminal desperation – MUST bow….
Who the heck would want a salaried job and a pension plan, when you can see God do this sort of stuff??????? God, I wish I was in that house again now….I will be, in February, as I HAVE to see her again.
Meantime, I’ve asked Benny if she’ll write a testimony I can post here, and also Jois, as her doctor…. I can’t even begin to explain how it feels for me, just utterly expected, and utterly astonishing….. totally wrecked, and totally jubilant!
Thank you, Jesus…..