You see, three nights ago I was laying in bed talking to the Lord and I asked Him for some sort of sign of reassurance that Andrew would be alright (I was hoping He would show up in some miraculous way), but that "sign" never came... until Sunday morning when our entire church family prayed over Andrew and our family. I literally felt lifted up and surrounded in a way that felt like a hedge of protection from the "what if" darts that the enemy likes to sling at me. A hedge of protection that reminded me that our God has enlisted His army to march with us step by step into this battle with Jesus as our fearless leader. Then came today... a day of prayer and fasting. Every time I went to the Lord in prayer today, I found myself praying for each of you. I had to remind myself to pray for Andrew every once in a while because each of you were on my heart and mind all day. I prayed that the Lord would reveal himself to you in a life changing way today and that you would commune with Him in a way that is both rich and raw. I prayed Numbers 6:24-26 over you "The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make His face shine on you and be gracious to you; the Lord turn His face toward you and give you peace." Lastly, I prayed that God would let you know how much your prayers and fasting have ministered to me and my family.
One last blessing that I have to share from today, Abby insisted in participating in today's fast for Andrew, so we told her that we would only allow it if she did a sun up to sun down fast (she actually had to eat before sun down because we told her she couldn't go to soccer practice unless she ate), since she would need to be able to focus at school and have energy if she wanted to go to soccer. The thought of my 9 year old joyfully making this level of sacrifice and the ministry opportunity it provided as she had to explain to her friends why she wasn't eating lunch (especially her favorite school lunch of chicken and waffles) or snack is hard to wrap my mind around. I think about where my heart and mind was at 9 years old (without God in my life) and it portrays a VERY different picture. I'm once again in awe of how powerful our God is in even the youngest of His children and that age isn't a factor when it comes to doing Kingdom business. As we prepare for tomorrow's appointment with the Oncologist at 9:00 am and the liver specialist at 11:00 am, I feel a sense of peace and reassurance that exceeds what I had hoped for when I prayed that prayer 3 nights ago. Thank you for letting God use you in our lives today! We are praying for wisdom and complete healing on this side of heaven for our boy, but no matter what tomorrow holds we will praise Him and trust in His holy name.
With great love, (((hugs))), and gratitude!