Three words I thought I would never hear, at least not at 45. I cried to God please, not now. God ever since I turned my will over to you, I’ve done my best to serve you. There is so much more I want to do. Cole was without a Mom so much of his little life, please God heal me now, so that he doesn’t have to see me, yet again, so sick. Please father. I know you can heal me, so please if you will……The healing didn’t come that day, or the next, and I couldn’t understand why. Why would God allow me to go through this, when I’m at such a good place in my life. That’s where faith had to kick in. I know you love me Lord, and you are too loving to be unkind. I hate it….but I trust you.
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