Wednesday, August 08, 2012

Someone Somewhere

We're sitting in the surgeon's office waiting for him to come in and I'm shaking uncontrollably. Not unlike the shakes you get after giving birth, it happens to me when I am under extreme stress. Out of the blue the shaking stops. Completely. Dearest One looks at me and asks what made the difference. "Someone, somewhere, prayed for me," I tell him.  I am grateful.

6 comments:

Jess Mistress of Mischief said...

God is nigh

annie said...

THAT gives me chill bumps! I will continue to pray for you as you walk this path. I know first hand how the prayers of others helped me survive my own experiences...

Black Pete said...

It's a team effort, Hopester.

Beth said...

Wow. Powerful reminder that what we do matters.

What we pray matters.

<3

Patty said...

Hi Hope, Just catching up with you. Praying for you all the way.

Anonymous said...

The cool thing is... Prayer is still faster than email, and creates a global force to be reckoned with.
WO