Johannesburg: God At Work...

I sat waiting for Kechi to come out of surgery. She went in at 6.30pm, and when I peeked in her room at 7.50pm, she was there, and the nurses were re-attaching her to tubes and lines. Kechi was now having surgery every forty eight hours because the doctors were trying very hard to remove all the dead skin as soon as they could to minimize infection.

When I was finally allowed to see her, I could see that her face was now fully bandaged. They had done the debridement of her face and the remaining leg. I wondered what this meant for the future of her face and whether her beautiful face would ever be the same after so much of it had been scraped away. I quickly pulled myself back from those thoughts, reminding myself that surgery can only be performed on the living and that by God's grace, she would be fully restored, as He promised. She seemed peaceful, not agitated as she sometimes was after surgery, so I sat by her, sang and prayed. 

As I was getting ready for bed, a text message came from Chinedu. He had received two messages from the Holy Spirit for me and they went thus:

“I have surrounded her with My presence, and My servants are ever present, encamped around them. They are instruments of My purpose, My purpose, so she must not fear or be discouraged. She needs only to open the eye of her heart to see Me afresh in all this. I have ministered peace to her soul; she only has to receive it. I am her God”.

And then,

“It is My intention for her own strength to fail. I want her to depend entirely on me. The strength she had thus far was of Me. I want it to remain so.”

I bowed my head, full of praise and thanksgiving, awed at the privilege and honor to be a part of this move of God...

To be continued...