Healing Prayer

After a really rough night, Judah woke up with a smile on his face! He's definitely feeling much better today...and thanks to the gift of Tylenol, we were even able to get a few smiles out of him last night. He's tired today, he wants a few more cuddles than usual; but he's playing, and smiling, and was happy to be at the YFC office for a little while this morning. He totally took advantage of the opportunity to get more cuddles from more people there. The swelling seems to have gone down a little around his eyebrows, so maybe the doc's prediction of peaking on Fri. morning will be wrong. I hope so.

Getting out of bed this morning after so little sleep was not easy; so finding 17 encouraging, uplifting, prayer-backed messages in my inbox was incredibly life-giving! What a beautiful way to start my day. Thank you so much to each one of you who have spent time in prayer on our behalf. And thanks to those of you who have texted your love to me as well:) The guys at the office had a time of prayer surrounding us, too. I've been struck again by how powerful prayer really is. Or maybe by how powerful the act of prayer can be in or for a person's life. Just knowing that so many care so deeply for Judah...that by itself is healing in a way. I absolutely believe that God can and still does physically heal people in all kinds of ways, in all walks of life. However, when He chooses to use illness as a means to glorify Himself, I believe that He also provides other kinds of healing along the way. Spiritual, mental, emotional. Even relational. He does so, so much - reveals His power and His glory in so many amazing ways - in a person's life, and the lives around them, without ever having to make the physical stuff any better. I needed that reminder today. Thanks, God.

Bright Eyes