Back when I had my surgery in December, I had an incision under each arm. The one on the left healed up in the proper manner, but the one on the right never would cooperate completely. Then several weeks later, it began to open. I didn't want to go to the doctor, because the one who did the surgery lives at a great distance. I didn't even know if the problem was serious or not. Don't you hate that? To go or not to go, that is the question. I had prayer at church and things stayed the same for a while. Then a hole opened up and I thought I should go somewhere. I prayed some more because I still didn't want to go a long way. My husband suggested that I go to the regular doctor, the one who referred me. I got an appointment, and just before I went, I found an old teaching from Women's Aglow teacher Terry Caplanis. She showed how a wounded eagle lies in the sun and waits for healing. He waits with a twining-together trust while the sun helps his body to heal by natural body processes.
The doctor looked at it, said it wasn't so bad and told me that animals in the wild get big gashes in their skin and they can't run to a doctor. They let nature heal them. (This from the doctor who "yelled" at me for not coming in often enough.) So there I had a confirmation. I put gauze on in it so air could get in and I didn't look at it unless I had to. I decided, hole and all, that God could do what He said He would do.
The day recently, when the last part finally closed, was like a party to me. I have been healed before, but this was special. When I was in the worst of it, I couldn't see any way out, doctors or no doctors. And now the place is shut and the scar is only about half as long as the one on the other side, the good side. The rest is good skin.
There are still issues I need to deal with: finances, relationships, other healings, and duties. But just one special touch from the Lord gave me such a boost. He is awesome. He does heal. And He wants me to know that all, all else is covered up, healed and sealed.