Sophia

Sophia. #11 “Someone has to cry for them, someone has to intimately feel their pain, someone has to hold them, fight for them, someone has to be with her…and that someone is you. God has chosen you to care for them, to care for the weak and the forgotten. At times it may feel like a burden, a struggle, a hopeless challenge, but it is your honor to serve Him and His children. God will make things right….beauty for ashes. We know this is not our home. In the meantime let us try to do all we can to further His kingdom before His return.” -Tony. You never said the journey would be easy, Lord... but you promised it would be worth it. You promised to give me Your strength through it. Right now, I need it. It is an honor to serve you. Even if it means my heart gets shattered into one thousand pieces. Hydrocephalus, Spina Bifida, Meningitis, breathing machines, feeding tubes, IV, medications, paralysis, seizures, mental and physical disabilities. The prognosis kept getting worse as I listened to the doctor explain in the easiest way he could….“Prepare yourself.” If she pulls through, her quality of life will be miserable. Infection has overtaken her body. I don’t know if it is this week or next week or in 52 weeks. Eventually that breathing machine will be turned off and that is when the world will stop turning. The earth will stop moving. That is when I’ll breathlessly wait to see if your little heart decides to keep beating. Hebrews 13:1-2 says “keep on loving one another as brothers and sisters. Do not forget to show hospitality to strangers,for by so doing some people have shown hospitality to angels without knowing it.” Sophia, you are an angel in disguise. You are beautiful in every way. I am forever grateful that I get to love you. You show me strength. You show me Jesus. I believe in miracles. I’ve seen them with my own eyes. So I will pray. I pray if He allows, that she can go to school one day, sing “Jesus loves me” with her sisters. I pray she can eat rice and beans and play in the ocean, and worship our King… on earth… but I also pray for no pain… and so I pray “Your will be done”. She is yours, God. If you let me, I will continue to pour my whole heart into hers. If you’ll let me. Either way, I’ll surrender to you. Please pray for our family right now. It is hard to wait for the unknown answers. Pray for Sophia.

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  1. Teresa CookJanuary 14, 2018 at 3:31 PM

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    1. Teresa CookJanuary 14, 2018 at 3:32 PM

      Lifting this sweet girl up in prayer.

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    2. Teresa CookJanuary 14, 2018 at 3:34 PM

      Lifting this sweet girl up in prayer.

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