then, cry.
next, discuss.
i am so challenged by the precious life of this little girl, and the suffering of her family. their faith in the bleakest of times moves me in a way i'm almost ashamed of. i ask that you would pray for her, for healing. for wholeness of her body. for the Lord to miraculous restore her health to what He designed it to be. and pray for her family, too. that their faith would increase. that each day would be another opportunity to praise the Lord for life and breath. that they would be able to stand before each other and the Lord and worship Him in light of their suffering. that others would be transformed by their faith and trust in God. that they would be comforted, and given peace that surpasses all understanding.
and pray for me, too. that i would learn that what i've endured is mild compared to the sufferings and trials and pain of others. that i would learn what it looks like to live a faith like Job. that even when hopeful situations drop me right back off at square-one's door step (i just got the call; they hired someone else), that my trust in the Lord and the truth of His Word would not falter based on circumstance.
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