I want this to be over. I want this to be over. I want this to be over. That's what my emotions often tell me and those are the words that often race through my head- I just want us to be out of this trial. But, not surprisingly, writing these words and speaking them doesn't accomplish anything. But praying does. And asking God to deliver us does, because when we are asking for deliverance from affliction, we are praying in agreement with God's promises. (Psalm 34:19) He has already delivered me, the Murphys and Ian from much-most importantly, our deliverance from our lives headed straight to hell, and he will deliver us again from the trials of this world.
I admit that I have grown discouraged in my belief that God will heal Ian. I'm stuck on the lack of progress that I can see. I desperately just want Ian to talk to us and hang out with us again. He must be getting bored of hearing my lame stories. I want to pray that we would be surprised soon by God's power and surprised by the way He heals Ian. I want to keep asking, keep seeking, keep knocking, as I know that that honors God and I know that's what Ian would be doing. And I don't want to lose sight of the Ian that we know but rather I want to be excited for the day that we see that Ian again.
"I believe; help my unbelief" Mark 9:24