Dr. Jesus

 

Lying in a hospital bed not given hope to live
The specialists shake their heads, there’s nothing more we can give.
The little boy lies motionless, eyes closed, doesn’t know
He will soon be gone…
Parents bow their heads and pray, a miracle needed today.
Little sister folds her hands and they hear her begin to say…
“Please Dr. Jesus you can heal my brother, you don’t need him in heaven
Like we need him here; he’s only seven…
He’s not very big and he can’t do much, all he needs
Dr. Jesus is your gentle healing touch…”
Standing up, Dr. Jesus felt a tender nudge; someone had touched him with an amazing amount of love…
Looking from the portals He smiled and whispered one word…
Live
The little boy opened his eyes and said, “Mommy please don’t cry…I just heard Dr. Jesus and I’m not going to die!”
The doctor stood there in shock, he could not believe his eyes…
The little girl smiled from ear to ear and said, “Dr. Jesus does not lie. He is the healer and when you know him like I do, all it takes is one little talk and he’ll do anything for you.”
With hugs and joy filling the room a miracle is seen…
The little girl holding the physicians hand, said, “Just talk to Dr. Jesus and you will see what I mean.”
~Marla Shaw O’Neill December 19, 2017
I was inspired to write this because of Nydia and Alan Crescas 12/17/17. Alan is battling cancer but he is not alone Dr. Jesus is in the battle with him. The call Jesus, Dr. Jesus.
Psalm 103:1-6 King James Version (KJV)
Bless the Lord, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name.
Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits:
Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; who healeth all thy diseases;
Who redeemeth thy life from destruction; who crowneth thee with lovingkindness and tender mercies; Who satisfieth thy mouth with good things; so that thy youth is renewed like the eagle’s. The Lord executeth righteousness and judgment for all that are oppressed.
Marla
I love the Lord Jesus Christ and am passionate about writing. I hope you enjoy the blog and come to visit often. Then the Lord answered me and said: “Write the vision And make it plain on tablets, That he may run who reads it. For the vision is yet for an appointed time; But at the end it will speak, and it will not lie. Though it tarries, wait for it; Because it will surely come, It will not tarry. “Behold the proud, His soul is not upright in him; But the just shall live by his faith. Habakkuk 2: 2-4