
Why hasn’t God healed me?
I used to think suffering was meant to teach me lessons—hard but good life lessons—and as soon as I learned what God wanted me to
ARTICLES BY COLLEEN CHAO

I used to think suffering was meant to teach me lessons—hard but good life lessons—and as soon as I learned what God wanted me to

Three years ago today, my phone rang with terrible news. My doctor’s office called to inform me they finally had the results of my three-and-a-half

When I was a child, my mother passed along to me a deep appreciation for the life story and writings of Elisabeth Elliot. As a

What if tomorrow, one person could rise up and speak peace into the chaos of our world, healing into the brokenness? What if one voice

I’ve moved fifteen times in fourteen years, and here I am again—purging bedrooms and packing cardboard boxes. Pretty sure I could do this in my

I remember the first time I visited the White House. I admired it from behind its wrought-iron fence, a tourist with a camera. The second

In the past decade, going to the doctor has felt a bit like guzzling apple cider vinegar while walking barefoot on hot coals. Not exactly

Yesterday felt heavy and strange as we closed the door on 2018. What a year. Twelve months ago today, I was recovering from the first

Well, tomorrow is Round 12, my final chemo infusion. It was three months ago today that I went in for my first infusion, with a

Four months ago I found a lump in my breast. And the Spirit clearly said, “This lump is a gift.” ~ ~ ~ This summer

I used to think suffering was meant to teach me lessons—hard but good life lessons—and

Three years ago today, my phone rang with terrible news. My doctor’s office called to

When I was a child, my mother passed along to me a deep appreciation for

What if tomorrow, one person could rise up and speak peace into the chaos of

I’ve moved fifteen times in fourteen years, and here I am again—purging bedrooms and packing

I remember the first time I visited the White House. I admired it from behind

In the past decade, going to the doctor has felt a bit like guzzling apple

Yesterday felt heavy and strange as we closed the door on 2018. What a year.

Well, tomorrow is Round 12, my final chemo infusion. It was three months ago today

Four months ago I found a lump in my breast. And the Spirit clearly said,