Rally Rally Rally...

I posted not long ago about being scared of tomorrow and what the MRI read will hold for us. I know --and knew at time time-- that fear isn't productive. Nor is it of God. So I'm back again to ask for a renewed, strong, tidal wave of prayers for my Logan. Partly because I don't know what else to do, and partly because I believe that prayers work. I've seen what they can do; the miracles they can bring about. And I know, based on the timing of this, that the devil is hard at work trying to dismantle the good works God has done --and is doing-- in Logan's life (and by extension, in the life of our family). It's in no way a coincidence that I had such an uplifting, enriching time at church last Sunday and then found myself hit by multiple jolts of frightening uncertainty --first the unclear lumbar puncture read, and now the facial paralysis-- just days later. If I weren't so emotionally raw and worried, I'd laugh at the transparency of the evil one's schemes. Instead, I tell him, in the name of Jesus Christ, to flee from Logan and my family. And I hope you'll join with me in that prayer.

So simply put, please pray and pass it on. Put on the armor of God and fight with us. I know that some of you are always with us in that way, but if you're new, please join in. Logan needs your help. We all do. BELIEVE.