I don’t understand. I’m not sure if I am suppose to.
Sometimes I worry I don’t even have a faith of a mustard seed. Matthew 17:20 says: He [Jesus] said to them, “…For truly, I say to you, if you have faith like a grain of mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move, and nothing will be impossible for you.”
I read about the healing in the New Test. and have known/seen healing. The disciples healed many. I pray for healing and God remains silent. Is that because I have little faith? I don’t understand healing and I want to. I want God to teach me. I want to know. I love knowing things.
I went on a follow up for a root canal I had in January. I’m taking steps to getting a crown on my tooth. The amount I paid left me with a sad feeling. That money could have been used in so many ways and not on a simply stupid bad tooth. My mom told me: “It’s just money.” Oh, how I forget. Couldn’t have God healed my stupid tooth and I wouldn’t have needed to go through this all.
I don’t know. I think that part of me is just jealous of the persecuted church. God does wonders in their mist. It’s like He’s telling us: come on church, time to wake up. Come on church stop sleeping. Come on church change your heart. come on church, AWAKEN.