A friend of mine sent this blog my way last night and asked that I pass it along as a prayer request.
Two weeks ago baby Copeland stopped breathing while in his grandmother's care (with both of his parents in seperate states). Can you imagine?
He is recovering from heart surgery and begining rehab but his parents are exhasuted and could use some love and support. If you think of them, could you leave them a comment and let them know?
I remember how the walls of the hospital can feel like they are closing in on you. One of the greatest lessons that I still carry from that experience involves the prayers of others. When you are weak and weary, knowing that others (especially strangers) and reaching out to support you in prayer is incredibly encouraging.