I sojourned to CHO for my usual late-afternoon shift today... and Logan slept the entire time I was there. Our friend Erin came by with a bag of Cars 2 goodies from the folks at Pixar and we were able to chat for a little while as he snoozed. I miss talking with adults so it was a nice diversion from the norm. I know it was probably disappointing for Erin to miss out on seeing his reactions to the bounty, but he and Adam Skyped me when he finally awoke at 10:30 PM, so I got to see him check out his new stuffed cars, remote control Mater, posters and special just-for-Logan drawing featuring Lightning McQueen and Mater. Many thanks to Scott and to Pixar for the kindness, and to Erin as well. XO.
I have of late felt myself drawn to healing scriptures once again, just as I was last Fall. And they've come my way again without provocation. Just tonight, Abby flipped to a random Bible story and it was the one of the Centurion who believed that Jesus could heal his servant with a thought. I've found myself wondering if it really is that simple; is it truly a matter of faith above all else? Is that the essence of healing: Faith and belief that it will happen? I want to believe that it's true. But alas, as a deeply flawed, more deeply tired and overwhelmed human, it's a challenge to let go of my skepticism and truly embrace a faith-based perspective. But I try. And I'll continue to try. After all, if the Bible says that we can cause a mountain to be cast into the sea by believing in our hearts that it will happen, who am I to say otherwise?
Thank you for continuing to lift up our family as we endure separation and walk this scary path. And thank for you asking for healing for my Logan. He's so very worth the prayers. Good night, and a blessed weekend to you.