The bottom
line is my conviction that I wouldn’t be alive today if not for the prayers and
the petitions of many good people—both known and unknown to me—specific to my cancer.
As good as much of my medical care has been, it’s not the sole reason I’m
still around. I have asked God to preserve my life, as I know others have as
well, and for reasons that remain a mystery, he has seen fit to do so. As expressed
in the vernacular, my prayers have been answered. Against the odds, I am alive
today. I have been graced with the gift of time.
In a world
that constantly calls religious faith into question, prayer becomes a
subversive act. Maybe that’s why I love it so much. Specific to my situation, it
challenges the claims of modern medicine and its comprehensive understanding of
how the body works, which leaves little room for the supernatural. I’ve learned
to see prayer not as my way of establishing God’s presence in my life, but as
my way of responding to God’s presence that is a fact whether or not I can
detect it. He is present at all times. When prayer becomes difficult or
impossible, as it has been at times this winter, I am still the recipient of his
blessings. He prays through me when I can’t muster the energy.
For most of
us, much of the time, prayer brings no certain confirmation that we have been
heard. We pray in faith that our words somehow cross a bridge between visible
and invisible worlds, penetrating a reality of which we have no proof. We enter
God’s milieu, the realm of spirit.
I will never
understand this side of heaven why prayers offered on my behalf have been
mostly answered while those of, say, a 12-year-old with bone cancer have not
been, and he or she dies a sudden, inexplicable death. We hear about earnest
believers whose prayers go unanswered all the time. The great Christian thinker
C.S. Lewis has written about this haunting suspicion we feel at times that
prayer is absurd and can have no objective results. Some of us might go so far
as to agree with George Buttrick’s fear that prayer is nothing more than a
spasm of words lost in a cosmic indifference. Lewis counters in “Miracles” that
the impossibility of empirical proof that prayer “works” is a spiritual
necessity.
“A man who
knew empirically that an event had been caused by his prayers would feel like a
magician. His head would turn and his heart would be corrupted. The Christian
is not to ask whether this or that event happened because of a prayer. He is
rather to believe that all events without exception are answers to prayer in
the sense that whether they are grantings or refusals the prayers of all
concerned and their needs have all been taken into account. All prayers are
heard though not all prayers are granted.”
Karl Barth, the 20th century theologian who pounded home the theme of God’s
sovereignty, nevertheless saw no contradiction in a God who chooses to be
affected by prayers. “He is not deaf, he listens; more than that, he acts. He
does not act in the same way whether we pray or not. Prayer exerts an influence
upon God’s action.”
I trust that
he does, which is why I have often sought out the prayers of people I know believe
in its power. The gift of prayer is not distributed equally among believers. My
Hispanic friends have a particular aptitude for prayer and enter into it
naturally and fervently; my Anglo friends not so much. I also know people who
are not Christian who I believe communicate with God, as they understand him to
be and who gladly receives their thoughts. Thomas Merton, the Trappist monk and
mystic of the last century, has written that prayer is an expression of who we
are. “We are a living incompleteness. We are a gap, an emptiness that calls for
fulfillment.” Prayer helps to fill us up.
All of this
leaves me to struggle with the dilemma of prayer and physical healing. A stream
of books and articles have been written about physical healings that hold out
extravagant hope. If you’re an ardent consumer of news as I am, hardly a week
goes by when you don’t watch or read a story about someone who “beats” cancer
or some other dread disease. Prayer sometimes figures into these stories, but
not typically. At the other extreme, pastors and counselors can tell you
endless stories of believers whose prayers for healing go unanswered. These are
the narratives that you most definitely will not see on the evening news or in
the pages of The New York Times. Hope sells; despair and despondency not so
much.
Like many
people who face serious illness, I have learned to adapt my prayers to natural
laws. I don’t believe this is unfaithful, but in fact sustains faith in light of
how God has created the world. Philip Yancey, who has written a marvelous book
I recommend titled “Prayer: Does it Make Any Difference?,” has written that “The
greater the apparent constancy in nature the less the power of petitionary
prayer; we cannot change the tides by praying. The great the variability and
flexibility, the most instant our prayers: we shall continue to pray about the
weather and about physical health.”
Jesus did
not come to earth to reverse the laws of nature. In terms of physical health,
you could say that the power of prayer has limits. No prayer will reverse the
aging process, banish death or eliminate the need for basic nourishment. If you
abuse your body long enough, you will die. God has set certain rules in motion
for human life, but within those rules there is great potential for physical
healing.
There are
also the occasional miraculous exceptions; i.e. people with cancer who will
experience spontaneous remissions apparently unrelated to treatment. We can
pray for that if we wish, although I haven’t. My miracle is just knowing that
my T-cells have been fired up by treatment and by the innate ability of my immune
system and are actively, and I pray successfully, killing stray melanoma cells
in my body. I believe that knowing something about the cellular biology of
melanoma makes my prayers for healing potentially more successful. Having a
scientific world view can also be considered a gift from God.
When I fall
sick or learn of the physical suffering of a friend or family member, I bring
that request to God, who the Bible describes as the Father of compassion and
the source of all comfort. Yancey writes: “Sickness, not health, is the
abnormality that Jesus came to expose. While not solving all the problems on earth,
Jesus’ miracles gave a clear sign of how the world should be, and someday will
be. His acts of healing restored to specific individuals what had been spoiled
on the planet as a whole.”
The Bible
gives plenty of examples of prayers answered and unanswered, of illnesses
healed and unhealed. I have experienced both—cancer persists in my body, but I
have also been healed repeatedly of its physical manifestations. My prayers for
healing have—from adrenal gland insufficiency, for example—been answered, but I
have not been “cured” of melanoma. I am at peace with that knowledge because I
know that there will be no cancer or suffering of any kind some day when I’m
with God in heaven. Until then, I will continue to speak with God through
prayer confident that he hears me and that it makes a difference in how he
chooses to dispense with the days he has granted me in this world.
3 comments:
A wonderful reflection on prayer, Peter. I continue to rest in the "rightness" of praying and looking forward, expectantly as a child would, for outcomes only He can have in mind.
Peter, again you give us, your humble readers and friends, much to to ponder. Know that you are always in my prayers.
These are extremely fruitful thoughts. I'm quoting you, and those you quote, liberally today. Thank you, Sir.
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