Wings like Eagles.

Oh Nathan. This is only day three of his journey and it feels like it's been a month. Probably because of the distance between us. And it makes me sick, not being able to be by his side. I can't say that I've not cried everyday because I have, I'm worried sick. Literally sick. But, God is good.

Every time I get off the phone with Mark, Nathan's dad, I feel like my insides are failing. I want to help him and I can't, I wouldn't be able to even if I was there. And God has been using this to teach me a dependence on Him that I will never be able to replace. Because even if I was there, Nathan wouldn't know. And even though I love him more than life, the two people he has there with him at every moment are the two people he needs the most right now. Mark and Julie are saints.

Lord, I lift up my brother in Christ. Heal his body Father for you make all things new. Renew his spirit once he is able to be emotional, calm his mind once he is able to think, and strengthen his body once he is able to move. O God, I beg you to breathe a passionate life into him again. Give his parents peace of mind and a rest they can only find in you. Bless them Father, be the peace that surpasses all understanding and guard their hearts. May you receive glory in all circumstance trying and joyful. Jesus I love you, and I pray that Nathan would not only be healed in body, but in spirit, heart, and mind.

My mom was telling me something a close pastor friend of ours had told her and my dad when I had a brain injury a few years ago. He said "She's in His hands now, he knows right where she's at." And that's where Nathan is, the strong hands of his Heavenly Father. His Savior King.

"But those who hope in the LORD
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint."
Isaiah 40:31

I'm praying love.

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