I don't hurt anymore, Mama by Jan Davis

    I woke from an unsettling dream. Chad, my youngest nephew, died several years ago from cancer. In the dream, Chad laid in a coffin. We all stood around him and mourned his death.

    His eyes opened. Chad looked at the bruised area on his arm from the IV site. “I don’t hurt anymore, Mama!” My sister, Donna, broke into tears.

    Donna also dreamed about Chad. She stood spellbound as he ran through the tall grasses and flowers in heaven. No longer attached to IVs, his arms waved in the air as he leaped with abandonment. A smile covered his face and the laughter from deep within filled his mama’s heart with joy. Her baby didn’t hurt anymore.

    Sometimes, the answers to our prayers may not come when we want them or wrapped in a pretty package. Chad’s body carried bruises and scars, an outward reminder of the cancer. But now, he lives free from pain, suffering and sorrow. Jesus healed his disease and wiped the tears from his eyes.

    Before the sun peeked across the mountain range, I understood the meaning of the dream. I have often said, “I shall serve Him whether I live, or I die. On earth or in heaven, a simple matter of geography.” Chad’s healing came in the twinkling of any eye, when he left this world to live with Jesus throughout eternity.

    Because of Jesus, someday we shall say, “I don’t hurt anymore.” Maybe geography is all that stands in our way of answered prayer.

    “And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.” — Revelation 21:4 (KJV).

    I love you, but Jesus loves you more.


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