1 Timothy 5:8

But if anyone does not provide for their relatives, and especially for members of their household, they have DENIED the FAITH and is WORSE than an unbeliever.


Yesterday we left at 5:00 AM for the hospital with a family member.  It was a tedious time of making our way through just about every floor of that hospital…looking for each different location scattered out throughout the corridors of that medical center…like a maze on some gaming app.  Each scheduled appointment had an approximate timeframe…and revealed to us that it would take up a full day of tests, lab work, counseling…and…even more tests.  And then there was one last visit…the Physician.


I wanted to share with you how at the end of that long day of making each and every appointment…we were worn out, feeling a bit downtrodden, worried, concerned…and then something absolutely amazing happened when we walked into the Doctor’s office…he asked if he could pray for us.  It was a moment of confirmation for us…as God’s presence flooded that room the very moment that Godly Doctor began praying.  He asked God for favor and wisdom to perform the surgery.  He praised our God and THANKED Him for sending Jesus to this World so that others could be saved through His Sacrifice.   Folks…it was an unexpected…beautiful prayer…that snapped us back to where our FAITH resides…our Heavenly Father.


I’ve said this many times before…you simply have to ”Let Go…and Let God!!!”

Have a BLESSED Wednesday Y’all!!!

VQ

Also…please throw up a prayer for my beautiful sister.


She is in my heart and prayers!






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