It was 7:09 in the morning today, Philippines time, that I was on board the Ocean Jet, seated beside my 72-year old mother. We were on our way to Cebu from Tagbilaran to apply for a passport for her. It’s her long time dream to travel overseas and this trip to Singapore is the first time. Yahweh is great for giving Mama not only the opportunity to travel abroad but also for the privilege of witnessing my brother’s first solo exhibit outside of the country come September this year.
We went to Cebu last Monday but the passport application was unsuccessful because of some lacking documents. Yesterday, the last important document that we were waiting for was finally delivered, just in time for today, Friday, the last working day of the week.
I was praying for the document to arrive because had it not been delivered on time, I cannot anymore accompany Mama since my kids and I will be leaving for Dumaguete on Sunday, ending our month-long vacation in Bohol. And Yahweh willing, we will be flying back to Manila towards the end of the month in time for the opening of classes for this school year 2017-2018.
Yesterday, everything was set and we were ready for the trip this morning. Mama went to bed early while I finished my laundry. I went to bed around 10 o’clock but Mama was up again, said she was hungry. She had tea and a piece of pancake which my daughter prepared for her. I was already falling asleep when she said that her blood pressure was slightly high. I didn’t mind as I thought it would normalize in a few minutes. Moments later I heard her calling my nephew to wake up as she might need a trip to the hospital because her blood pressure kept going up even after taking her medicine. I got up, found her sitting on her bed already feeling bad and getting pale. I took her hands; they were very cold even after the aircon was off. I held them tight while praying. I rubbed and massaged her cold feet as well with liniment. She took another reading of her blood pressure. It went down from 180/100 to 160/100, still above normal.
Some minutes later Mama was still not relieved. It was 12:00 midnight. While observing her, I kept praying and asking the Lord if He would hear me and heal her. Papa was already up and by his looks, I knew he was very concerned. He rubbed Mama’s hands and back. Her breath was short and rapid as along with the high blood pressure she was also complaining of heartburn. She wanted to see the doctor. I had to make up my mind and obey the prompting of the Holy Spirit to pray once again, to take authority and to rebuke everything that’s attacking her, otherwise, the hospital trip would ensue that could likely lead to the cancellation of the trip to Cebu in the morning.
I sat down in front of her on the bed. Holding both her hands I praised and thanked the Lord for listening and answering my prayer. I heard both Papa and Mama agreeing with me as I prayed by the leading of the Spirit. The prayer lasted about 10 minutes which I ended by reciting Psalm 23.
I told my parents that it’s okay to go back to sleep as everything would be alright. Mama checked her blood pressure right after our prayer. It read 133/100. Praise Yahweh God! Mama exclaimed, “The power of prayer!” I answered, “The power of God because He is real!”
Mama was observing herself for a little while. I heard her told Papa softly that if she won’t feel total relief, they would go to the hospital. I stood in the gap quietly and as the Lord led, I prayed in the Spirit. Finally, I saw her relaxed. She removed the pile of pillows she used to lean on and slept normally. I could hear Papa softly snoring. They were both asleep. I went back to bed praising Yahweh for another miracle. I looked up the time and it read 1:30. I could not tell how long before I finally fell asleep but I didn’t really care because I was just happy and grateful watching both my parents sleeping soundly.
Mama woke up very early as usual. I woke up a quarter before 5:00 o’clock. My first question to her was, “Are we going to Cebu as planned?” She said, “Yes, because now I’m feeling fine, not sensing anything wrong!”
In two hours we got to our destination safe and sound. Since Mama is a senior citizen, she was privileged to not go through the long line and so was done in less than an hour. Before the day ended, we were already back here in Bohol. All through the day until this moment that she’s already asleep, my dear Mama has not complained of anything unusual.
Thank You, Father, for healing Mama and for the successful trip to Cebu earlier today. Thank you, for being our present help in times of need. Thank you that even if I do not always sense Your nearness, You truly are just a prayer away. Thank You, that once again You showed me that You are always with me and I can rest assured that when I pray, You listen and answer. Forgive me for the times I doubted about hearing Your voice. And thank you for not condemning me for being slow of understanding. Most of all, thank You for loving me unconditionally. I love You so much, my Father and my God!
Love in Yeshua,
Cynthia
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