A Big, Gigantic Prayer Request!!



About three years ago, a friend from church came up to me and asked if I would please pray for her cousin. She then told me this heartbreaking story of a young woman who was pregnant with a baby girl, one of her biggest dreams. At her 20 week appointment, she discovered there was something very wrong. The doctors told her if the baby survived, she would most likely live only a few hours.

Having a miscarriage myself (no, I am NOT putting my loss in the same GALAXY as hers!), that kind of loss, that kind of dream-shattering loss, broke my heart for her.

I immediately began reading her blogs about baby Evie, following her journey, and sobbing the whole way to the bitter end when they buried their precious baby girl in her tiny box.

Then, a little while later, I was OVERJOYED for her when she announced she was pregnant, and then later that it was a baby girl!! We celebrated ( it feels like we’re friends even though we’ve never met.) when baby Jocelyn came into this world,.


She then got pregnant again. Happiness was flowing again.


At the 20 week appointment, she received very similar news. She was going to have a baby girl, and she will most likely lose her just like she did Evie.

There are no words to even say.


The words I DID have, like “why?”, are just pointless.

So, now the people who love her are walking with her on this black road, maybe a little wiser this time around, which will be a blessing to her, I’m sure.

And I remembered something.

Four years ago, something nobody ever expected to happen, happened to me. When my church found out I had a massive stroke that morning and was soon going in for surgery, everything stopped. Friends said you could have heard a pin drop in the building. Then everyone began praying. For a while!

I guess technology made it possible for MANY churches around the country, and even some around the world (!) to begin praying for me.

A girl none of them had met.

When I got home, cards from California, Florida, Georgia, Germany, Sweden, and Africa were flooding my room. I cry every time I think about them or look at them. Those were just a small sampling of everyone who was praying for me.

The absolute LOVE I felt…can’t yet describe it.

But I was wondering if we could maybe do this for my friend, “Sarah”? Could we tell our church groups to remember this family in prayer? Could we all lift her up in love?

Because I know first hand there is power in that!

She is about 30 weeks now, and I can’t even imagine what kinds of thoughts she is wrestling with, but I’m guessing there are a lot of dark ones.

Her attitude is, “We know we can survive this, because we have already. We just don’t want to.” Who would???

So, please, don’t forget about this girl.

Like you didn’t forget about THIS girl. (me)

Devote yourselves to prayer with an alert mind and a thankful heart.

Colossians 4:2

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