This session of the conference was titled, “The Agony of Defeat.” The speaker talked about praying for God to heal people. Most of the time we hear the miracle stories, but this time he only told stories of when God didn’t heal. He didn’t offer platitudes or try to explain away the irony. He simply said Christ says we must take up our cross daily and follow him. This speaker believes that the cross we must carry if we are willing to pray in faith for people to be healed is the pain and disappointment that comes inevitably when some are not healed. Many of the stories he told were of children who continued to suffer or even die after receiving prayer for healing. In every story I was the parent. Because I am that parent. I had believed for a solid hour with all my heart after the accident that God would raise Makiah from the dead, if she was indeed dead. I just knew all the healing stories I had read were in me for faith ...
I have never wanted to be a blogger until this morning (10/23/10). For some reason I awoke feeling the need to share this journey. My four year old daughter was killed in a tragic car accident on October 8th, 2010 when our car was struck by a teen on marijuana. This blog is a small window into the brokenness of my heart and perhaps... one day, the healing. Do not mistake this for theological discourse. Jesus, not our circumstances, equals perfect theology. Be warned, this is raw...