continued from When God Parted Our Red Sea (Part 1)
…A few hours after, she came. I told her about what the neuro-pedia said. She told me to pray, and I told her I didn’t want to because I think it’s futile. She explained to me that God wants us to ask from Him, to put our faith in Him, to be closer to Him. Before Li’Ann left, she laid her hands upon your lump, and we prayed. That jumpstarted my deeper relationship with Him.
Jan. 31, 2012
Right after Li’Anne left, I started to pray. Other relatives called, and I still cried whenever I talked about it. But then when I was alone, I’d pray again. I finally took you from your nannies, looked at your face, touched your lump, and prayed while I cried.
The following morning (Sunday), we were able to get your X-ray, urinalysis, and CBC results.