Natalie here. Josh just headed back to camp and I am headed back to bed. I am feeling worn. Little Ezra will not be coming off the vent today. That's okay. Maybe tomorrow. I check the blog. Your comments fill us with gratitude and thankfulness. They close the gap when we feel emotionally isolated. They remind us we are loved.
THANK YOU FOR REACHING OUT.
The Lord has been revealing to me (I'm sure for longer than I have been aware) that it is
okay for me to rest during all of this. Not only is it okay, but it is His desire that I do so. "But how could I possibly rest when my baby is in the hospital and can't even breathe?" I question. I tell God, "No, I need to pray, read the Word, pray, read. I need to do
something."
I believe God shared something with me recently as I sat beside Ezra's isolet in the early morning hours. "Rest. There are people praying for you." And then I heard it. The "for" in "for you" was "
on behalf of you." Just as Jesus intercedes for us, there are people, you who are reading this blog, interceding for my baby, my husband, for me and on behalf of me. I discover, on day 9, that sometimes you just can't do it all. And Christ never meant for us to.
If you feel led, please continue to pray for our family. Perhaps you would like to partner with someone else you know who is praying for Ezra and fast together. Here's a verse of beautiful poetry from Isaiah 55 that has brought me peace in these last few days...
"When you are set free,
you will celebrate
and travel home in peace.
Mountains and hills will sing
as you pass by,
and trees will clap."