For You, God, Wouldn’t It Be So Easy?

November 5, 2021

I listened as you told me the latest prognosis, a fate that meant less time and less living. I watched as you carefully looked over each result, somehow still holding strength and poise. I wondered how we would ever make it through, knowing what they predicted for your future, which meant my future too. 

As I continue watching you with tears in my eyes I think to the God that you’ve always been faithful. I wonder where He is. I wonder why He is abandoning you. I look up. I pray and cry. I speak directly to Him.

Please heal her Lord. Please prove these doctors wrong. Please take away the disease that is ravaging her body.

For you, God, wouldn’t it be so easy?

Give her back her life. Give her back her health. Give her the chance for a future. Give her all that she deserves, for she has fully lived in your honor and your word.

For you, God, wouldn’t it be so easy?

Please take away her pain. Please take away her fear and her worry. Please wrap her in the very faith and hope that has carried her up until this moment. Please prove her love and trust in You hasn’t been in vain. Please, show up for her. 

For you, God, wouldn’t it be so easy?

Please give her the chance to grow old. Please give her the chance to become a grandmother. Please give her the chance to get gray hair and wrinkles. The chance to walk slowly and soak up the elderly years. Please give her a chance.

For you, God, wouldn’t it be so easy?

Make this her victory march. Make her your next miracle. Make her the woman with a fatal diagnosis only to be completely healed in your glory. Make her the story that creates believers and trusted servants. 

For you, God, wouldn’t that be so easy?

I sit here crying and praying and pleading for you to fix this moment that we find ourselves in. I’m begging you to save her, the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known. I’m imploring you to use every resource, every angel, everything you can, to cure her from the disease that has found her and most of her body. 

For you, God, wouldn’t that be so easy?

In your word you say there will be healing, so let her be healed.

In your word you say there will be miracles, so let her be one. 

I want her to be touched by heaven, not taken by heaven. 

For you, God, wouldn’t that be so easy?

xox, Chels

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Chelsea Ohlemiller

Chelsea Ohlemiller

A thirty-something wife, mother and educator who has Indiana roots and a passionate spirit. Chelsea is a sappy romantic, coffee junkie, book collector, and person who wears her heart on her sleeve. She’s sarcastic, full of jokes, full of tears, and enjoys writing most when life gets messy or complicated. In 2017, Chelsea's mother passed away. Through her grief journey, she decided to take her mother’s advice and share her writing with the world. One day she gained the courage to honor her mother's wishes and write. It turned out to be one of the best decisions she's ever made.

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