My morning prayer time was different today. I have been praying on my knees for a sweet baby boy. I know some of you have been too. Born too soon and with a serious heart defect, this little one has been fighting with the valor and strength of a warrior. On Friday the battle was over…and I believe in my heart that it ended in victory.
There have been times in my life when I cried out for answers and cursed what I believed to be injustice. I needed to know why. I needed to know the plan. I like things neat and tidy. But as I grow in faith, I am coming to realize that there are answers I am not meant to have right now…plans bigger and more glorious than the ones I can make or dare to dream. I am just looking through a tiny crack. So today I prayed for his parents—his father who played in my back yard, his mother whose bridesmaid luncheon I gave, his sister who can’t comprehend the tears…I had questions once again. And then I remembered that I already had the answer. “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness”-II Corinthians 12:9. Thank you for your prayers; I hope you will continue to remember his family in your prayers.
