Life is full of challenges. Every person faces trials at different stages of their journey.

Today, I want to share one of mine.

Many years ago, when I was still a child, I began experiencing health issues. As I grew up, I visited countless doctors. I underwent many tests, received several diagnoses, and followed various treatments, yet I never found complete healing.

Nor did anyone seem to know what was truly wrong. For nearly half my life, I lived in and out of hospitals, always hoping that this time would be different.

When I gave my life to Christ, my prayers became focused: “Lord, heal me.”

I asked for deliverance. I pleaded for understanding. I hoped someone, maybe a special “Elisha” (*), would lay hands on me and I’d be healed instantly.

But nothing changed.

Eventually, I began to accept my condition… but with bitterness.

I was angry at God. Why wouldn’t He heal me? Why wouldn’t He even reveal the name of this affliction?

I began to believe maybe He didn’t love me as much as He loved others. Why me? I asked again and again.

Three years ago, after yet another round of consultations, I finally received a diagnosis. It was a rare malformation, the hidden cause of the recurring illnesses I had battled for years.

At first, I was relieved. I had an answer.

But then… my heart sank. There was no cure. No treatment to reverse it. Only long-term management and daily medication.

It felt like my world collapsed. I had hoped for something different—a miracle, a turnaround, a victory report.

What I received was a life sentence.

1. I became a mother.
One of my greatest fears was that I would never be able to carry a child. This illness often causes respiratory challenges, and I worried I wouldn’t have the strength for childbirth.

But God...
He not only allowed me to conceive, I gave birth to two beautiful children, naturally, without assistance. The very thing I thought would disqualify me became the backdrop for His power.

“His strength was made perfect in my weakness.”

2. I learned to trust Him.
I may never fully understand the why. But I’ve made peace with the Who.

Once I stopped living in constant worry, once I stopped questioning God’s love and started resting in it, everything changed. Less anxiety. Less fear. Fewer symptoms.

“A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.”
Proverbs 17:22 (FRC)

I don’t know what you’re facing. I don’t know how many times you’ve prayed for healing, or how many people have prayed with you.

But I do know this:

• God loves you.
• He has a plan for your life.
• What feels like a limitation today will not stop what God has prepared for you tomorrow.

• Trust Him. Even when it hurts.
• Refuse to live in fear.
• Surrender your timeline and expectations.

What you’re walking through may not change overnight, but you can change how you walk through it.

📖 Related Story: Read the story of Naaman (2 Kings 5). Sometimes, healing doesn’t come in the way we expect—but it still comes through obedience and trust.