Life has been moving full steam ahead. Why is it that when I make a concentrated effort to slow down and be present in the moment that suddenly the moments start moving faster and faster?
I have so much to share – from Dave’s incredible trip to Haiti (and the amazing possibilities unfolding), the boys FIFTH birthday (somebody hold me) and our all-consuming work on attachment (full disclosure: I thought this process of attachment would look differently than it actually does, it seems my plans have once again been tossed aside for reality – so many thoughts to share on this…soon).
Today, instead of sharing about the many things happening in my life, I need to ask for prayers for friends. I know the eyes that read the words on this little blog have prayed alongside me for the most impossible miracle. Together, we witnessed the fruit of our labor: Sylvie came home against all odds. We did that. Prayer changes things and time on our knees is never, ever wasted.
When a college friend and sorority sister learned the devastating news last week that her precious, smiley, spunky two-year-old daughter had been diagnosed with leukemia, friends all over the country rallied together to commit to prayer over their sweet McKinley. SEVENTY-FIVE girls were on a group message sharing what we knew in order to pray specifically, as well as how we could help tangibly. In TWO days, friends and family raised nearly $40,000 for the family’s unforeseen medical expenses. Incredible.
The body of Christ came together. I couldn’t help but thank God for the way He takes even the most horrific situation and allows us to see His light shine through the darkness. He pulled us together and created a team of warriors committed to the long battle ahead. Karen and her family do not have to go through this alone. For that, I am thankful.
Will you join me in praying for sweet McKinley and her parents: Karen and Casey? You can read updates from her momma HERE.
I met Mary eight or nine years ago at church. Her humor and positive outlook on life immediately drew me to her. Our little church community group wasn’t the same when their sweet family moved to Texas several years later. I’ve loved following her silly stories about her kiddos and sweet reminders about Jesus’ goodness on her blog over the years.
When her husband had a seizure and was rushed to the hospital at the end of April, and immediately underwent brain surgery, their community of friends here rallied together in prayer. We spent anxious hours waiting for text updates and placing Jonathon and Mary before the Throne of Grace. The day they went in for the pathology results was covered in prayer. Collectively, we all fell to our knees in grief when the results came back: brain cancer.
Yet, the story isn’t over. We stayed on our knees and kept on pleading. For grace and mercy and Shalom. For Divine healing.
Will you join me in praying for Jonathon and Mary and their babies? You can read the beautiful, funny, inspiring updates from Mary HERE.
Thank you, friends.