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Monday, October 27, 2008


Autumn Trees In Morning Sun

A few days ago a dear Texas Rancher friend sent me an e-mail suggesting I go to my Niece Teresa and lay hands on her and pray for her healing. She said to let her know when I was praying and she would be praying at the same time.
I told her that I live several hours drive from Teresa and couldn't go.

Then the strangest thing happened. The next evening my oldest daughter called and asked me' What are you doing tomorrow." I told her I had nothing planned and she asked me to go to Teresa's with her. I was flabbergasted, and became more so when she told me she felt the Lord was urging her to go to Teresa, lay hands on her and pray for her. She said she had called her youngest sister and learned the Lord was also urging her to do the same. I told her I would pray for guidance. My little girl Yorkie had just had surgery a week ago and I felt I should be keeping an eye on her.

My oldest daughter called her other sister and they all made arrangements to go. Actually it was the Lord who made the arrangements. All of my girls are foster mothers. with several children to care for. You can't imagine how busy they are.

As I prayed for guidance, Heavenly Father reminded me that I trust Him to take care of my loved ones, so why wouldn't he care for my little Yorkie's too?

So we all made the long drive to pray for Teresa. It was a long drive but a good trip. We went to the hospital and we all, including her sister, laid hands on and prayed for our sweet Teresa who was sitting up in bed.

Because it was Sunday she hadn't received any of her test results, but had been told that half of her heard is enlarged, which her doctor believes is because it is working so hard to pump enough oxygen. We pray that soon it will return to normal size and work exactly as our Creator intended. As for the other tests I will update as soon as I hear.

The drive home was uneventful although traffic got a little busy around Seattle. We made it home around midnight and this old mama was one pooped prayer!

I sincerely want to thank each one of you who have held Teresa up in prayer and continue to do so. You are the kind of friends everyone should have. God bless every one of you!



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