The Prayers of a Righteous …

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James 5:16b says:

The effective prayer of a righteous man can accomplish much.

James the apostle is speaking of confessing our sins one to another in order that healing may come to a person. This healing is, of course, the healing of a broken fellowship with God Himself. He is concerned, as the apostles rightly were, that people in general had a correct relationship the Lord first and then to each other.

But there may be further meaning to these words. Let me have some liberty with these words in this post. No, this liberty is not exegetical but eisegetical in nature. I am taking these few words to possibly bring comfort to those who read this blog. I am certainly writing these words and explaining what I am doing mostly for the comfort of my family during this most difficult time.

My twin sister, Denise Fiama Yambra, is in the process of dying. She is hurting physically from pain caused by a neuroendocrine cancer of which she was diagnosed last year. She has valiantly fought against this. In fact, she told me last year, “Den, I’m going to kick cancer in the butt!” Well, she has seen some victory this year and some would say that she is facing defeat. I beg to differ! Denise is facing ultimate victory. She is going to see Jesus Christ face-to-face. This is what those of us who know Him as Lord and Savior long for. But now my twin sister is tired. Her little body is closing down. Do not get me wrong! She’s still fighting the cancer.

None of us like this by any stretch of the imagination. I would not wish this disease on my worst enemy; none of us would wish this. The reality is that death is imminent according to the doctors. She was told this past week that she has between two weeks and two months to live. I suspect that the Lord will take her home within the next few days or possibly next week. Whatever the case may be, I am with my twin sister no matter what. I only have so many hours or days with her.

Each of us is grieving in our own way. Part of my grieving process is typing out my thoughts on my blog (of which you are reading). It is an escape for me. I find respite in sharing with others what we are facing and how we are handling it praying all the while that these posts have ministered in some way. And I find that Denise, too, is still ministering to people who call, text, email or come by to see her. She even started to dance a bit when she was using her walker to get to her recliner. It was the most beautiful dance I have ever seen. When she arrived at her destination, she sat down, in pain, and just smiled at us knowing that she ministered to us through her humor.

My Dad and Mom are here. It is nice to see them together ministering to their “baby girl.” They both have told me at separate times, “I am praying that the Lord will take her home soon so she’s no longer in pain.” I, too, am praying for a peaceful passing.

My Mom asked me the question last week while Denise was in the hospital for the last time, “Is it alright that I’m asking God to take her home?” She melted in my arms with tears streaming down her cheeks. I answered, “Mom, that is the most beautiful prayer a mother can pray for her child.” That seemed to reassure her that it is alright to pray this way. “After all,” I said, “where else would you want her to go?”

James says that “the effective prayer of a righteous man can accomplish much.” I am going to apply these few words to my Dad and Mom in this way: “The effective prayers of a righteous father and mother can accomplish much.” You see, for over 47 years my parents have prayed for my twin sister–and for Dina, David, Dathan, Richard and me. In fact, they have prayed for my siblings for as long as they have been alive and even when they were conceived. That is a long time to pray for someone and they have prayed for us.

They have prayed that each of us would have health. Each of us have had issues now and then. Denise is facing the ugliest of issues in this life but she is facing the victory that is around the corner from us. Even when we were young, I remember going to my grandparents house and hearing their prayers for us when we were sick. Healing took place many times. This time, the prayer is that Denise is able to go home soon. That, too, is healing–ultimate healing.

They have prayed that each of us would be successful in life. My sisters are both successful teachers. Dina has taught severely handicapped children for years and Denise has been a second grade teacher. David is incredible in his management and administrative skills. He worked for a famed hotel in Dallas as a bellman and worked his way to the head comptroller spot within a couple of years. Dathan is successful at whatever he chooses to do. Whether he works for someone or he starts his own business, he just has a knack at being successful. Richard has worked overseas and around the Country in IT departments for years. It is amazing to see how he does because he gives so much away to others in need. I am starting my thirtieth year of ministry. My parents prayed for our success.

They have prayed for our children, their grandchildren. Each by name, my Dad and Mom have prayed that each grandchild would have health, success and happiness. And they have prayed mostly that each of them would trust Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior as well. They have prayed for their spouses even before they have found them just as they did with my siblings and me.

Prayers have been answered. God continues to hear the prayers of my Dad and Mom. My prayer for them is that their new prayer for my twin sister is answered sooner than later. “The effective prayer of a righteous father and mother can accomplish much.”

It’s All a Matter of Perspective!

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My twin sister, Denise, is in bed resting at this point. She has had a busy couple of days visiting with friends and family. But something happened today. We noticed that her strength was less today. It seems to us that she is having a harder time getting up and around, but she is determined. That’s the great thing about witnessing what my twin sister is going through. Her faculties are with us still and she is making all of her decisions in the way that she wants. That’s a good thing because it makes it so much easier for the rest of us to simply do what she wants us to do and we are not second-guessing what she would or would not like.

Moreover, she is concerned for what everybody is thinking. She looked at me today and told me not to worry about anything. Let me tell you what she said, “Den, I don’t want you to worry about anything. O.K.? Don’t worry, Den.” My response was simple, “O.K., Niecey.” She is looking to ensure that my parents are doing alright. It is a precious thing to see how they interact with her. My Dad, being the loving father that he is, lights up when his baby girl lights up. Her eyes sparkle around him. My Mom, being the loving mother that she is, has been through thick and thin with Denise. She has been with my twin sister this entire journey–literally, this entire journey. Mom and Denise are the best of friends. They know how to relate to one another. They can read each other like books.

I told my Dad yesterday something with which I have been struggling. It is not an easy thing to think through. For over a year now, I have thought of this cancer with which she has been dealing and I have thought that we may come to this point. It is a difficult thing for me to even discuss right now. I said to my Dad, “Dad, I feel like half of me is dying.” My Dad, with all of the wisdom of Solomon, retorted, “No, son! Half of you is not dying; half of you is about to be living life like never before!”

Did you catch that? Half of me is going to be living like never before! My twin sister, Denise, is about to experience what I have only looked toward. She is going to be smelling the sweet smell of heaven. She is going to be in the Light that is so bright that there is no shadow of turning with Him. No, half of me is not dying. Half of me is living life like never before. The trouble that I see in the coming days–weeks–months–perhaps years–is that I will have to wait to join her in living life like never before. I will have pain and I will have tears. Niecey, on the other hand, will have joy inexpressible.

Perspective truly is everything.

Amazing Strength

Denise F. Yambra
Denise F. Yambra

So I have been with my twin sister today–most of the day. I have watched her interact with my family members and some of her friends that have come by to visit with her. She’s amazing. This past week I thought I was going to lose her. Now that Denise is at home she seems to be thriving. I know–we know–that there is limited time. But the time that we have is the time that we have. I am wanting to spend as much time as I can with my twin sister. She has amazing strength.

I told my Dad today, “I feel like 1/2 of me is dying, Dad.” He said something to me that I shall never forget. He said, “No, Son! Your 1/2 is simply going to another place where there is no more pain and no more tears.”  He has amazing strength.

I needed to be reminded of that. Denise has given me another word that I believe is so important. I told her before I left for vacation that I had two concerns: 1) she is my main concern; and, 2) the price of gas out west. She said in no uncertain terms, “Den, I’m going to keep living so you need to keep living, too!” Those words have been playing in my mind over and over and over…and it’s her voice! Again, she has amazing strength.

Then my oldest sister, Dina, is taking such great care of my twin sister. She helps my twin sister with pain medicine, anti-nausea medication, and other stuff. She exhibits the same strength that Denise has. And for what reason? It is because of my Mom! When you look at the women in my immediate family they all have the same strength! It’s amazing to see it played out. Dina, Denise and Mom have amazing strength.

My two older brothers–David and Dathan–are equally amazing to me. David keeps everyone in stitches. He is one of the smartest people who I have ever known. His wit is sharp. Then, out of the clear blue sky, David will be quoting Scripture or encouraging us to continue to look to the Lord in good and bad times. David has amazing strength.

Dathan is compassionate and caring for my twin sister. He is one of the greatest listeners that I have ever known. I love to see him interacting with us individually because no one else is as important to him as the one speaking with him at that point. I have learned that trait from him when I am speaking with different people in ministry. Dathan has amazing strength.

Then there’s Richard. He is the most gentle brother that I have. He is always watching and listening and helping everyone and anyone with whom he comes into contact. His kind words and his concern for each of us is tremendous. Plus, Richard just has common sense advice for us when we ask him. Richard has amazing strength.

Then there’s me. In and of myself I must admit that I am a weakling. I have a veneer that says that I can handle it. But deep inside of me I am wailing. Deep inside I feel as if I can’t handle it. But then there is a small still voice that says differently. It is not just any voice that I hear. I believe that the still small voice is that of the Lord. He reminds me that I am right about being a weakling apart from Him. He reminds me that I cannot love others apart from loving Him. He reminds me that it is not a matter of Him putting more on me than I can bear. Rather, He reminds me that He is not going to put any more on me than He can bear. He reminds me that when I am weak He is strong. He reminds me that His grace is sufficient to see me through. Essentially, the Lord has amazing strength.

I am reminded of this strength in Psalm 46:

1 God is our refuge and strength, a helper who is always found in times of trouble. 2 Therefore we will not be afraid, though the earth trembles and the mountains topple into the depths of the seas, 3 though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with its turmoil. Selah

4 There is a river–its streams delight the city of God, the holy dwelling place of the Most High. 5 God is within her; she will not be toppled. God will help her when the morning dawns. 6 Nations rage, kingdoms topple; the earth melts when He lifts His voice.

7 The LORD of Hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our stronghold.

8 Come, see the works of the LORD, who brings devastation on the earth, 9 He makes wars cease throughout the earth. He shatters bows and cuts spears to pieces; He burns up the chariots. 10 “Stop your fighting–and know that I am God, exalted among the nations, exalted on the earth.”

11 The Lord of Hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our stronghold. Selah