An excitable father wheeled Wareen in her pushchair out towards us in the echo area of the hospital today. Its the first time I had seen her out of bed for so many weeks! Her father’s face was bright and hopeful, as we took many many photos of this joyful time together. Earlier this week, he had said to me that perhaps God hasn’t heard our prayers for Wareen. Perhaps our prayers didn’t work? The idea of this is so painful, and we have lifted her up in prayer even more so.
So today, these words come to mind:
“I wait for the Lord , my soul waits, and in his word I hope; my soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen for the morning, more than watchmen for the morning. O Israel, hope in the Lord ! For with the Lord there is steadfast love, and with him is plentiful redemption.”
Wareen’s echo was really good today; there was no fluid. Praise God, its even almost hard to dare to believe that finally we are seeing our great Father pouring out his healing for little Wareen.
Her father was so happy to hear that maybe tomorrow she can come home. He said “I love her, I love her! I have given everything for her, I’ve sold my car and maybe lost my job and waited all this time, because she is my only daughter, and I love her!” Of course it’s a doubly special time because on Saturday it’s going to be her 1st birthday.
Let’s praise God for pouring out His Spirit, and continue to intercede for precious Wareen. We hope she can come home tomorrow. We know she is in the best, most trustworthy hands.