I try to wake up in the mornings and get on the elliptical. This morning I hold Benaiah as we sing our hearts out. I realize we have a choice to worship. This is what I try and teach my son…even in tough times we trust in the Lord and worship Him as only He deserves.
I read in Mark 9:14-29 about the healing of a boy with an evil spirit.
Jesus asks the father of the boy- “How long has he been like this.”
The father replies, “From childhood…If you can do anything take pity on us and help us.”
“If you can,” replies Jesus. “Everything is possible for him who believes.”
Immediately the father exclaimed, “I do believe, help me overcome my belief!”
My heart burns. Lord—I know you are completely capable of healing my son and able to perform any miracles. I do believe that it is possible, but I don’t know that it is a part of your plan this time. I find myself protecting my heart—Brad and I find ourselves praying for a miracle—but it’s not for Benaiah’s complete physical healing—it’s that God would perform a spiritual miracle and take something the world finds to be tragic, horrible, and hopeless into something beautiful. God will do what He will—either way, our son has an amazing God story.
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