tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885553428902337847.post30207261790158594..comments2023-05-04T02:22:33.965-05:00Comments on We Will Rise: My Lump of FaithAlissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01436246122471558204noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885553428902337847.post-75749214323281547962013-10-15T18:45:38.270-05:002013-10-15T18:45:38.270-05:00Alissa, I only met you 3 days ago, but this sound ...Alissa, I only met you 3 days ago, but this sound just like you!!! I love people who write like they talk! Whew, food for thought. It's hard being mortal! I can share with someone some incredible way that God took care of me (CAR!) and then in a split second be in a complete panic because my electric bill is higher than I expected! UGH! Isn't He gracious! <br /><br />P.S. Love your laughter!!Kathienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885553428902337847.post-11335751801591836262013-08-27T12:40:52.398-05:002013-08-27T12:40:52.398-05:00Lyndse,
I totally hear you, Sis...and I'm dig...Lyndse,<br /><br />I totally hear you, Sis...and I'm digging your honesty. I know with my own journey of suffering, I've wondered time and time again why a God who "can" fix our (or our babies) bodies...doesen't. So, somewhere in the wondering, I just stop believing He would. I just slowly began to adjust my life and thinking around His "no." In fact...in some ways, it feels like we have to survive His "no's." <br /><br />Oh geez. Messy...but true. I've got no easy answer. My prayers lately have been asking the Father to turn my heart toward thriving...and not settle for surviving. Always a scary prayer...asking Abba to teach me something. Yeesh.<br /><br />I think it's a beautiful picture of faith...a mother praying health and strength over her daughter's crib. It may be messy and full of tension and grief...but it's still beautiful and achingly real. I know God will honor those strangled prayers...in ways that we may never know or understand. <br /><br />I'll keep praying miracles for the Ballews. I agree...it's easier to have faith in a "yes" for other people. Which is why we have to work together, eh? <br /><br />Thank you for sharing...it was courageous. <br /><br />AAlissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01436246122471558204noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885553428902337847.post-63242179523922910902013-08-26T16:07:59.622-05:002013-08-26T16:07:59.622-05:00I am going to be completely honest.
I pray every...I am going to be completely honest. <br /><br />I pray every night over Adelaide's crib, "God, please heal her and make her strong"...but I don't even know if I believe it anymore. I say it, so Adelaide can hear it. But in my heart, I am praying, "Please just make tomorrow easier. Please just get us through one more day of therapy. Please just make her strong enough so we don't need another MRI we can't afford." <br /><br />Yep. I haven't stopped thinking God *can* heal her, but somewhere along the line I stopped thinking He *would* and started using the word JUST. I hate that I gave up that hope. And I don't even remember when it happened. Probably in April when we learned that her brain could never be fixed. Of course, God could fix it if He wanted to...which is what I used to pray. "God, please heal her brain and restore it and make her strong and let her sit and crawl and walk." <br /><br />Maybe it is just too hard to ask those things at the end of a long day. I don't know.<br /><br />Either way, we were so blessed by the end of your story. We were praying and I really believed that God was going to spare you from cancer. So, I guess I have more faith in my "yes" for you than I do for my own daughter. <br /><br />Love you.<br /><br />Lyndse<br />Little House in the City<br />http://theballews.wordpress.comLyndsehttp://theballews.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885553428902337847.post-55259719488050189482013-08-24T18:53:49.230-05:002013-08-24T18:53:49.230-05:00Well, Alissa Bobissa, you certainly can invoke men...Well, Alissa Bobissa, you certainly can invoke mental imagery... for good or for ill. BUT, I'm so happy to hear the "end of the story" and your recognition of faith and prayer... dealing with the unknown, for whatever reason, seems so hard to rely on God.<br /><br />Until next time, may your britches be ever secure and your hotness detector well and functioning. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com