You are still God

You are still God!

Those are the words my husband said as he prayed in the car before his doctor appointment last Friday. It is hard to believe that only a little more than two weeks have passed since we got the news "cancer."

You are still God!

No matter the diagnosis, we proclaimed, "you are still God!"
No matter the situation, we proclaimed, "you are still God!"
No matter the pain, we proclaimed, "you are still God!"

The news stung. The pain hurt. Our life as we knew it changed, but "you are still God!"

I say that our life as we knew it changed, but what Satan thought would destroy us, God was using it to elevate us into a deeper relationship with Him.

You are still God!

Our praise only got louder!
Our worship only got stronger!
Our dedication only grew!

You are still God!

The mountain was so high. But never did we think it was impossible! The valley was so deep. But never did we think it was impossible. The road so dry, but never did we think it was impossible!

You are still God!

I believe we have entered into a new season. What Satan hoped would cripple us, bring us to the floor, make us turn our backs on God, only served to draw us closer to God.

You are still God!

We had peace when Satan hoped we would be in turmoil.
We had comfort when Satan hoped we would lose our mind.
We had strength when Satan hoped we would be destroyed.
We had confidence when Satan hoped we turn away.

You are still God!

And so we shout with a shout of victory!

The waves were crashing, but we knew who was steering the boat.
The ride was filled with turbulence, but we knew who our pilot was.

Never did we think we were lost. Never did we question the master. Never did we say "get us off this ride!"

Because He is God!

He is in control! He holds our hands.

God is our peace, our provision, our comfort, our strength, our direction, our fortress, our everything.

He was God when we got the diagnosis. He was God when they said the mass was 17*12*17 cm in diameter. He was God when they said his lung was collapsed and the mass was constricting his heart. He was God when the doctor said he would be in the hospital for a month and chemo for a year. But He was God when the doctor said she was surprised the mass went away. He was God when she said that she had never seen that before. He was God when the nurses told us that everyone was surprised that the mass went away and it was only God. He was God when we asked for clear direction and he answered those prayers in a specific way where we knew it was only God.

He is God when the situation looks bad, and He is God when the situation looks good.

He is God!

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