Tonight was something. Something as in no other word really describes it. The spirit of the Lord was in Chapel. People gathered and the love was great. We came together, hearts heavy but present with mustard seed faith before a God Who is so much bigger. Is it enough to offer our broken lives to someone so great? No, but He accepts it. People worshiped Jesus and with hopeful hearts asked for His healing hand on a sweet boy who has had so much time stolen from him. My prayer is that God gives that time back and multiplies it. My prayer is that all this was not in vain but only to prepare this child to grow into a miracle warrior of faith, a living testimony of God's power touching every life he sees. God does not allow pain without something new being born (Isaiah 66.)
We never know what He is doing yet we just keep trusting that He is good and He loves us. And some days my eyes are closed. I pray that He helps me to see.
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