Courtney told HER story, which is really GOD'S story but it was entrusted to her for her to share.
And she did, so now you can go read it:
He is still in the business of MIRACLES!
You do need to go read that.
She says if you don't like drama that you don't have to read it.
THERE IS NO DRAMA IN THERE.
It was a miracle and so it was full of JOY, not DRAMA.
It's just not cool to be soooo JOYFUL.
It's cool to 'be cool' and I get that.....it is not dramatic, it is truth and it is so big that it seems dramatic but actually, it's just God, being God, handing out miracles and joy.
I was one of the 11.
God asked me to fast for them for one week.
I. hate. fasting.
But, He asked and I fasted, in my own way that I felt He was telling me too.
I kept thinking, "I have the spiritual and emotional energy for this right now, she doesn't, this is where I'm supposed to be...."
I BEGGED God for two things all week:
#1 - that COURTNEY would see a miracle every day. that it would be obvious that God was waging this war so she didn't feel like she had to hold the burden of the fight for Lincoln on her shoulders.
Every. day. A miracle.
An encouraging, "Hey, I'm God and I AM HERE" Miracle.
#2 - that Lincoln would have a moment of true Joy. every. day. Joy.
He is an excited, energy filled little boy but I'm not sure he understands the peaceful joy that his new home can bring him so I felt called to pray that over him.
and then Courtney posted that she was 'ready for Thursday, bring it!'.
Friday I emailed and ask how Thursday ended up going and I got this:
(I think it's ok to share this!?)
there you go.
He is alive.
She asked for prayer from those around her, we lifted her up, God heard and performed a miracle.
....and that reminded me of all the other times prayer had played a part of my life these past several years.
(Liza has been trying to tell me this for a long time now, I'm just slow! Love you girl.)
I'm not afraid to sound cliché.
Prayer is amazing.
It is miraculous.
I CAN DO THAT FROM MY TABLE....MY BATHROOM.....MY CAR.....
I can do that anywhere (there needs to be a Dr. Seuss book about this!).
And I can pray with more energy and concentration and depth from my moments of peace and ease...
And I will.
I will work hard....on my knees.
I will stop wondering why our lives are so peaceful and I will pray.
And pray and pray and pray....