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I Pray On Christmas All Our Problems Gonna Be Worked Out

I Pray On Christmas All Our Problems Gonna Be Worked Out

As Mr. MoSop started up the engine and the two of us slowly drove away from the hospital we sunk into a bone-tired and soul-weary silence. I turned on the radio just in time to hear an excited radio personality announcing that “this next song has become a new ‘listener favorite’ here!”. When the lively jazz tune began, I immediately recognized the vocalist as my very own dear friend Alex Boyé! Continue reading

The Secret To Happiness

The Secret To Happiness

Today I am grateful for happy people. There’s something contagious – in a good way – about them. It’s Day 16 in hospital. Daughter-A has amazing nurses and therapists. Nearly all of them have the most beautiful, positive attitudes! Several have become our new “best friends”. I am moved by their simple acts of kindness, … Continue reading

The Soul’s Sincere Desire

The Soul’s Sincere Desire

Today I am grateful for the gift of prayer, which is perhaps the ultimate act of Giving Thanks. We’ve marked Day 15 of Daughter-A’s hospitalization. She had a rough weekend, and experienced some set-backs. I can’t deny it’s been discouraging. This morning we held hands and prayed together. Tears were shed as we poured out our … Continue reading

Time To Stop Sitting At Bethesda

Time To Stop Sitting At Bethesda

Today was a hard day for Daughter A. She felt ill, and completely exhausted. After her “marathon” miracle yesterday, who can blame her? So, she rested in her hospital bed most of the day, and tried not to feel too discouraged. Before going back to the hospital to visit with her, I tried to get some … Continue reading

Living Isaiah 40:31- Our Miracle

Living Isaiah 40:31- Our Miracle

Today marks day 10 of hospitalization in Neuro Rehab for Daughter A. Fifteen days ago she was suddenly unable to walk or move her legs. After ruling out all the major scary stuff that could be causing it, the doctors determined that the pathway between her brain signals and her legs was “blocked”, and would … Continue reading