Not just a headache… A plea for Prayer.

We weren’t all going to P.F.W.last night… just my husBen and Cal.  I was staying home with some kids who were getting over a cough. While making dinner  I get the call that one of my son’s best friends has been admitted with a tumor on the back of his head. We had just seen him this week.

His parents had taken him to the doctors for a headache.

This boy has hung out at my house.  My son has gone to his home.    They have run through , like boys do,  and grabbed something to eat at a Sunday Dinner.  He is a good kid.  He is on the same music team as my son.   I would welcome him anytime. He is a good boy.

Now this.

I dished out bowls of pasta and fresh sauce to my tribe… I whispered the news to the love of my life, “What do we do…should we tell Cal now or later?”  I walked quickly to the laundry room to “get it together”…my momma heart breaking for a mama who has sat at my table.

We told Cal and  he replied, ” Well I have been praying for him…this must be the answer to prayer… now they know what to do.”

They left for P.F.W.

I sat in my studio.  I sat.  I looked up a verse with the boy’s name.  My eyes filled up.  I called out.  Change of plans.  We are going to P.F.W.  Sick or not.  We are going.  We will not sit.  We will pray.  We will hold the space for this family.  We are going.  We will worship for this worshipper.  Sitting is not our normal.

This is our normal….

We enter His gates with Thanksgiving and Praise…

so we will march right into His courts….

We do it for the 11 year old worshipper awaiting surgery for Monday morning.

We do it for the parents, heads bowed in a waiting room.

We do it because he is our friend.

We do it… because that is what we are called to do,

and it is our normal.

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~Please join us praying for this 11 year old boy. He is getting surgery Monday morning. Pray for his parents who must sit in a waiting room. Cal and my husBen are going in this afternoon to pray in the hospital waiting room… maybe his parents will be there… maybe they won’t…that isn’t really the point. We don’t want to bother them…we just want to pray into that space.~ Thank you dear friends.