I suffered a detached retina; like a curtain coming across it. I think my eye just got bored working. My Bible reading that day included: 2 Corinthians 3:16 “But whenever anyone turns to the Lord, the veil is taken away.”

I emailed the Prayer Group. It was so reassuring to receive emails – some specific; others like: “Am on it.” “Praying you will be seen and assessed.” We are not alone in turning to the Lord.

All opticians were fully booked. One called back: I could be seen in between other patients if I didn’t mind waiting. She searched diligently and finally, “Aha! Found it!” She put me in a taxi to the eye hospital who booked me in for emergency surgery.

I felt reassured and calm. The Prayer Team was messaging me and friends locally and internationally were also praying. I felt both at peace and energised.

A chap on the ward was nervous and agitated about his procedure. He asked how I was so calm. I offered to pray for him. “Sure – give that Jesus stuff a go, why not?” So I prayed. Afterwards he said his surgery was so smooth and calming. “Is this what it feels like to be a Christian?”

The medical team were calm and calming; so focussed on me as a person that it was profoundly reassuring. On the way to theatre with the escorting Nurse, my glaucoma consultant just happened to walk past. He read my notes as we waited for the lift and smiled. “If you’re going to have a detached retina then you want it the size and place where you have yours – it should be fine.”

The operation was so gentle that – given I had to have it – it was actually pleasant and I was allowed home the next afternoon. On the Daily Audio Bible prayer line someone had called in for prayer for eye surgery on the day I went in, and others were now responding. I grabbed onto their coat tails.

My sight was blurry, but listening to my Bible app I had an answer: Mark 8:24-25 “He looked up and said, “I see people; they look like trees walking around.” Once more Jesus put his hands on the man’s eyes. Then his eyes were opened, his sight was restored, and he saw everything clearly.”

I felt I was living the Bible: I really did see people as trees – distorted smears of colour. I was waiting for Jesus to put his hands on my eyes again, so more prayer.

I have found that so many people have been praying for me. I didn’t actually need messages to tell me – I knew at the time I was being prayed for because … well, you just ‘know it in your knower!’

I was reticent about contacting the Prayer Team (and I’m even a member of it!) but it was such a good thing to do. By praying, we acknowledge that God is bigger (than us and our challenges). And when others pray with and for us, it unites us in acknowledgement and praise of God. We pray for Jesus to be with us, and He is.

Sometimes prayer is answered as we would formulate it – physical healing, the job offer. But sometimes we just need to pray and hear Jesus say, “It’s OK – I’ve got this. I’ve got you. You’re safe. Rest easy.”

Right – I’ve got some lying down to do. Could I trouble you to pray for me?

[from Timothy Pitt]

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