Let Us Pray, Let Us Pray...

I know I've quoted that Steven Curtis Chapman song previously, but I think it bears repeating:

Let us pray, let us pray, everywhere in every way
Every moment of the day it is the right time
For the Father above, He is listening with love
And He WANTS TO ANSWER US, so LET US PRAY.

I really fell off the prayer wagon for a while there after the bad news about the spinal tumors broke. I'm ashamed of myself for that; after all, I hold no power over what's going on in Logan's body, but the God of the Universe, the Lord of all Creation DOES, so it was foolish to allow myself to be overcome with doubt and worry over the future.

This song has been playing and re-playing in my head for days now, so I take it as a sign that I need to get to work again. I need to strap on my armor, grab my sword and get to work against the evil that is this cancer. I've had some time to rest and be still, and now that time is over, and I need to make sure the troops are mobilized and hard at work.

Thank you all for praying for Logan and our family. Thank you for believing that God is the ultimate Healer and that He can -- that he WANTS to -- heal my little sunshine. It's so heartening whenever I hear that someone else has joined the team and is actively lifting us up, interceding on Logan's behalf.

Although I'm not without fear, I stand on the Rock and pray for BIG, amazing things in the future. I cannot wait to share them with you when they happen.

Blessings to you and yours this mid-week afternoon.