Just when I think that I have 'toughened up' enough to read about the healings, the joy, the miracles, the sickness, the triumphs and the losses, I find that I just don't know myself at all. It's easy for me to say that I feel for you and those around you as if I was there, that I'm envious of missing the joy of celebration when a baby comes back, that I'm wishing I was there to hug and pray during the sadness. But the reality is that you're living it, and I'm not. I'm not back on the ship, although I cry with tears of sadness and of joy as if I were. Bless you all.
As usual, I am glad I stopped by. I will be praying for your health as well as the children that you share with us. How fortunate you are to be seeing God move in miraculous ways on a daily basis!
That's wonderful about Maurius!
I hope you don't have hepatitis. What a miserable thing to go through.
And, on a happier note, I love your new blog header.