prayers needed.

I was surfing Facebook tonight and came across a cause that I was invited to join, titled,

Hope for Alex.  When I read further, I remembered the mother (of Alex) from childhood and learned that her son was diagnosed with Leukemia this May.  To imagine this little one dealing with such uncomfortable pain, breaks my heart. Imagining this mother's agony over her son's pain, shifted my entire day from frazzled, busy, irritated mother, to I couldn't ever hold my own children enough.  It is a tender position we fill as mothers.  A fine line we walk as we rear, fall-apart, celebrate, teach, learn.  It is a give and receive that I couldn't imagine having taken. 

May the Lord cradle this baby as he toughs through this illness.  May God comfort his family and keep them strong and courageous.  This sort of thing never makes sense, but prayers soothe, comfort, and strengthen.  Prayers heal.

Last night one of Husband's business partners had a stroke.  We learned today that it was pretty severe as he's torn an artery in his brain.  Last we heard, the doctors weren't sure how to go about the operation.  They haven't a protocol for this sort of operation.  They are stunned that Dwinnen is doing as well as he is.  He hasn't lost any mobility, speech, memory.  A miracle.  Truly.  Prayers heal.

Today I also learned that a beautiful blogger's test-results came back cancer-free.  Prayers heal. 

I believe God yearns to hear our prayers, and He's waiting to be asked for miracles.  Of course His reasoning surpasses our plans and wishes.  Regardless, He is a healer and the granter of miracles.

I believe in prayers.

I believe in miracles.