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Saturday I did something that many people feel is impossible for me-I
didn't talk. Why?
With the slip of a surgeon's scalpel, several years ago, I lost the
ability to speak--a fairly important skill to a preacher. My world crashed
in around me.
As weeks became months, I drifted into depression and was losing hope.
It wasn't the cancer that scared me, my prognosis was good-it was the thought
that without a voice, I was useless to God, my church and my family that
paralyzed me. It was beginning to look like I'd never preach again.
Then on January 29th, after a year of silence and partial
silence, God restored my voice and extended my ministry. And I am grateful.
So every year, on the anniversary of that date, I honor the Lord with a
speech fast to help me remember.
I remember that when I preach, it is God's words, not my words that
I speak. I remember that without His power, I could never speak them-literally.
I remember that God's people are good. His church did not turn their
back on me, but supported me through my trial. I remember the friend that
rubbed baby oil on my son when his worry made him break out in hives on
the night of my surgery. I remember the Sunday School class that passed
the hat to pay for my airplane ticket to receive the surgery that healed
me. I remember the denominational executive that told me he'd see that
my pulpit was filled for up to six months while I recuperated.
I remember that God cares. I remember that even in my darkest moment,
God was there. I will never forget the touch of His unseen hand on my soul.
A speech fast wasn't that hard. With so much to remember and be grateful
for, I didn't have time to talk anyway.
Read "You Can't Keep
a Good Man Down," the sermon that corresponds with this devotional.