Company

I love days when we can look up from our tiny corner of the world - when we look up and around us and realize how many others are shouting beside us.  I love the reminders that the church is alive and that God is honoring our cries to the throne.  This morning I have tears in my eyes as I see His grace and mercy played out in the church.  Maybe I'm simple, but I take delight in knowing that I am in good company.  Reminders that we serve a Living God.  Reminders that we are not shouting alone.  God is good.

Davids has not been forgotten.  Sweet Davids.  Maybe set aside by the world but not God.  He has two weeks to find a family before he turns 16.  Two weeks before he is turned out on the street.  Two weeks.  Impossible.   But God's people shouted.  Loud.  And Davids has hope.  Not fully realized yet - prayers need to continue to be lifted for this sweet child - but hope.  Money has been offered, several families have stepped forward and God is making a way in the desert.  Grace. 

I rejoice in Davids story.  I also rejoice when I stumble upon a blog written by four girls.  Just four girls who live in different parts of the globe.  Four girls who don't even know each other apart from the internet.  But these four girls have banded together to help the orphan.  They give me hope and make me want to shout and holler.  Go check out their blog HERE.  They make me want to laugh out loud.  I'm cheering them on from my corner of the world.  Four girls making a difference.

Our sweet Aaron has begun to laugh again.  

The resilience of a child.  He still hates the casts and has definitely become quite demanding about how we care for him, but he is finding ways to play. 

It isn't easy.  He doesn't want us out of his line of sight and calls out every few minutes with a persistence that makes Job look downright wimpy in comparison. 

He needs constant reassurance and interaction which is making it quite difficult to get any work done (both Rob and I are in the midst of writing history curriculum). 

But he is starting to laugh again.  After 3 solid days of seeing tears leaking down his face, it is pure bliss to see his dimples again! 

So I have many reasons to rejoice.  God is good.

Please continue to lift up the Parker family.  Exhaustion is setting in for these dear people.  Both children are now in the same hospital, although they are in separate rooms.  Two desperately sick children who definitely need us to lift them to the throne.  Their Caring Bridge journal is HERE.