Mom on a Mission

Mom on a Mission

Sunday, April 16, 2017

He Is Risen. May He Rise Up In Me!

Today is Easter!!  Jesus is risen!!!  He has conquered sin and death.  

As He rises the SUN everyday, may His SON rise in us.  Make us beautiful just like the SUNRISE.  Everyday, even on cloudy days may your SON rise just like the SUN!

In Kenya last year when Charlie was there.
May He rise up in our hearts and bring GLORY to His name.

He has risen.  May He rise up in me.  

Lord, make my life a SONRISE that I may shine your glory everywhere I go, everything I do.

Jesus is ALIVE and may He LIVE in me, fully ALIVE!!!!

Praying for the leaders of our homes, and families, and churches, and country, that they may 

At the beach a few months ago.

Monday, March 20, 2017

Cellie Joy Turns "2"

It is my baby's birthday today.  She turned 2.
I remember praying for fresh joy in my life, and God delivered this little slice of 
That is her nick name,  as we were so hoping she would be born on Pi day, 3-14-15,
but her name is
Cellie Joy,
and she brings Joy everywhere she goes and to everyone she meets.
This was not the joy I was thinking of when I was praying, but this is so much better and sweeter and fuller than anything I could have thought or imagined.  A baby was the last thing I was thinking of when I was praying that prayer, but God knew what would truly bring Joy, I thank Him everyday.

Cellie is such a reminder to me that God gives good gifts, and loves to surprise His children with JOY!  

We have had a fun day of celebrating this little love and we are glad that she is officially 2 because she has been practicing for this age for quite some time.

Psalm 32:10-11

Many are the sorrows of the wicked,
    but steadfast love surrounds the one who trusts in the Lord.
Be glad in the Lord, and rejoice, O righteous,
    and shout for joy, all you upright in heart!

Sunday, March 12, 2017

Derailed - Wrecked by Grace

Grace wrecked my life a few years ago.  I’ve been a Christian since I can remember, and I’ve also been a 
“good girl,"
 (as far as most knew, for the most part) 
because I have always been a natural people pleaser.  I never wanted people to be unhappy with anything I did or didn't do.  
The natural response to that, is to live life, but not too much and not too little.
  Don’t make waves too big, that way, nobody really notices you.
 This works good for my personality.

 I got wrecked.
Not physically, but in my heart.
 My heart woke up.
 I realized the GRACE I had been given in my life.  I understood more fully what God had done for me and for the world.
He gave me my life, and then He gave me His life. 
It kills me! 
I was a sinner and have a perfect
 Savior- Redeemer-God
Jesus Christ my Lord
 who exchanged His life for mine.
This is GRACE.
 This isn’t me, or anything I’ve done right or wrong.
  It’s GRACE!
So I began to live in that GRACE filled place and my heart went wild. 
Wild for Jesus.
Wild for Jesus, in the way that I felt a love for Him that I had never felt, and in spite of my non-wave making personality, the LOVE and excitement overwhelmed me and made me
do things that weren’t always pleasing to people.  
I began taking risks that were out of character and I began speaking up and making some waves.
I went off the rails of who people thought I was and off the rails of what people knew me to do and I LIVED
 for the first time.

Then, somehow in the last few years I have slipped into old habits of trying to please people and conform to what people thought I should do, or who they thought I should be.
I became so confused and felt guilt instead of freedom.
I felt striving, instead of peace.
Everything felt heavy and wrong and dead.

2 Corinthians 3:16-17

16 But when one turns to the Lord, the veil is removed. 17 Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.
Jesus had not left me and I had not walked away from God, I just paid way more attention to what I was doing and who I wasn't, then who God is and what He has done. 
I forgot to enjoy and live in GRACE.
I wanted to jump on a train and head the right direction and not screw up anything or anyone. 
I didn’t trust GRACE to keep me IN-LINE.
 The freedom in GRACE felt free and  unpredictable and wonderful and risky.
I missed it, but didn’t know how I had gotten back on the train, I just thought it was like losing that
 “lovin feelin’.
  I thought maybe it's just a rush and then it’s all grit from there.

I would have a GRACE thrill here and there, but would quickly retreat to safer territory.
This is such a sad look at GRACE…it’s like saying it’s all a feeling and it’s only temporary and it runs out or at the very least it gets dry and boring and hard and rigid.
This is not grace. 
GRACE is full and ALIVE and never ENDING.  It only increases as we walk in it.
It gets deeper and wider with each step.

I think that’s one of the things that I love about going to Uganda….I feel that GRACE, I know I stand out, and I know I’m an idiot to their “culture”, so I don’t try to to find the rails…I can only find the GRACE and the FREEDOM so I just OWN it and I operate in it. 
And my heart comes to life, it breaks like a dam and it flows with a fresh rush of
I can feel my heart waking up and I am once again wrecked by

I pray I never retreat, that I walk into the deep of it all and feel the peace and flow and thrill of 

Before you think....OH DEAR GOD...what is she gonna do?  
It's not about what I do or don't's about what Jesus already did for me.
I pray He has Kingdom work for me to DO, 
and no matter what I'm doing,
 I am a daughter to the King of Kings, God is my FATHER,
and I am being LOVED by the CREATOR and giver of LIFE.

*So. Are. You!*
 I dare you to grasp THAT and not be WRECKED by the power of it all.*

Colossians 1:9-12

And so, from the day we heard, we have not ceased to pray for you, asking that you may be filled with the knowledge of his will in all spiritual wisdom and understanding, 10 so as to walk in a manner worthy of the Lord, fully pleasing to him: bearing fruit in every good work and increasing in the knowledge of God; 11 being strengthened with all power, according to his glorious might, for all endurance and patience with joy; 12 giving thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of the saints in light.

Monday, February 27, 2017

Happy Birthday Mikiyas!

This weekend we went to the beach and celebrated Mik!  
He had a basketball tournament and it was his birthday, so we figured there was no better way to celebrate him then go and cheer like a bunch of freaks and eat cupcakes with his team. 
 It's a ready made party weekend with lots of entertainment!  

 Mik plays with a team of guys that have played basketball together for several years.  It is a little team with a lot of diversity, and a whole bunch of puberty hormones, and feelings and attitudes and fun, and good hard life lessons all wearing the same jersey.
Coach deserves a trophy for taking on this group like he has.  He deals with a lot of "stuff" that doesn't have anything to do with basketball, but has a whole bunch to do with some messy teen life.  These guys aren't your run of the mill teens (if there is such a thing), they are super diverse from the inside, and on the outside.

It's amazing the power of sweat though, it's refreshing to see these guys work hard together and sweat it out as a team. 
 Many times when they bring it all together, it's really exciting to watch and cheer them on.

Mik is a gift to this family.  I have watched the Gospel  take root in his heart and see the power of forgiveness at work in his life.
 He has truly learned to receive and give grace. Mik knows what it is like to be treated unfairly by circumstances and people, and yet he knows the power of love and trust and he is growing in both of those, as much and as fast as he is growing in his body.

Mik got Student of the Month Award at school in December.  This is just one huge example of how well Mik is doing.  Mik has also worked hard to be in Honor Society this year. 

Mik is smart and he is kind.

Mik can make me crazy (and not the good kind, if there is such a thing), and turn it around really fast and make me crazy proud of him.
I know that God gave us Mik for so many reasons and I also know that we could have missed this amazing kid by not taking a crazy quick leap of faith.
We needed Mik as much as Mik needed a family and neither one of us knew it at the time.
He will always be a reminder to me, that God gives good gifts and blessings, but sometimes it looks and feels scary for everyone, but it's worth the risk.

 Mik has a funky "lump in his throat" that the Dr. is keeping an eye on. 
We are praying big prayers with big lumps in our own throats, that God heals this and it's not another "issue"
 that Mik has to work through.

Thursday, February 23, 2017

Sweet 16 Esther!

 Happy Sweet 16
 Mirembe Esther Brewer.

Esther is one of the strongest people I know.  She is strong in body, mind, and spirit.  It is her strength that has made her a survivor and a conqueror.  She has endured many hardships and crazy blessings in her short 16 years.  Esther's life and experiences can explain how she can feel so low and then so high in a short time frame.  She has experienced some desperate lows and some elating highs in her short life.  

 Esther, in the Bible was a strong orphan girl, that against all odds became a queen and ended up saving her people by standing for what was true.  She rose to the challenge and did the hard thing in spite of the fear and risk when she was faced with adversity. 
 I believe Esther was named providentially, she is a princess for sure and she is strong and can do hard things and come out on top.  She has a way with people, that draws them in,  and as she grows and matures she will be used by God in more beautiful and powerful ways.

This daughter of mine has challenged me in many ways, I have learned things about myself through my relationship with Esther, in my faith and in my parenting, and I am so grateful to God for giving me Esther as a daughter and a gift to all our lives.
  We do the hard work together to learn and grow and bond, and we both have learned to love so much better. 
 Esther's life has  taught me so much about my adoption in Jesus. 

 Esther is a daughter and a sister and an auntie and a friend. 
 Esther is funny and playful.


Esther is also deep in her thoughts and in her heart.  She can be hard to break through the surface, but man, when you dig deep with her and hang in there with her, there is a treasure so beautiful that it's worth every single bit of the digging.

Charlie and Esther have a very special bond.  He and her connected before I knew anything about her, and he went back to Uganda and brought her home when it was time. 
She is the kid that Charlie was in charge of the "delivery" and he did an amazing job, it was a true labor of love.
Esther is Cellie's absolute favorite person in the whole world. 
 You can't fool Cellie, she knows true love and Esther is all

Saturday, February 18, 2017

The words that I felt like God just speaking to me for the year 2017 is:

Remember who God is and what He has done, and His timing which usually translates as

My mind and fb page has been flooded with memories lately.

The two big memories that I am camped on right now are when Lashae was a senior in high school, in 2010.  She told us that she had missions BIG on her heart.  She had no idea where or what or even why, but she knew she felt urgent about it!  
 I was soooooooo fine-ish with it, once she just finished high school with the honors that she had worked for all her student life, and had her college career well under way, and had saved all the money needed, and had the perfect opportunity, with the perfect safety measures, with a the perfect experience of 5,000 people around her, and the perfect suitcase and clothes and hair style and 
blah blah blah.

Then, my lovely brother-in-law, Justin, decided to answer God's call and throw together a mission team and go to Uganda and have it just a few weeks before my first born valedictorian daughter  graduated.
(It wasn't actually "thrown" together, there was a lot of planning and prayer that went into it, but to ME, the MOTHER, it felt THROWN together.)

  She was positive this was an opportunity that God was giving her.   I was positive it wasn't God at all,  and if it was, He must have forgotten He made me the mother.
  I reminded God, that He gave me a job to raise her and I was doing a pretty fantastic job until He came along and took over her heart, before she was even 18 of all things. 
 I mean I wanted her to love Jesus, but not do anything out of order, she could sing songs and pray and go to a few Bible studies and then, when her life was in order, and she was an adult, she could do something that He laid on her heart. 
 His timing seemed so wrong.

As it turned out....she went, and Charlie got to go,  and God messed him up too.  Charlie spent the whole time NOT watching our daughter, which is what he was SENT for 
(according to me.)
  He was too busy crying and dealing with His own heart that was being changed and lit on fire for Jesus.
  Charlie came back with a passion for Jesus that I had never seen in him, and he was listening to the Holy Spirit and responding in a way that is still effecting lives.

  God's timing messed with me! 
 As my husband was NOT watching our daughter, but falling in deep crazy love with Jesus and sponsoring kids and committing to adopting our daughter, I was at home getting served papers on the foreclosure of our house. 

A few weeks after Lashae and Charlie returned from their first trip, they were at a church sharing about their Uganda trip; it was at that service, Charlie announced that we were going to pursue adopting Esther, as I  was in the car having a wrestling match with God over it.
  I explained to Him that I had a heart for adoption, and I could tell this was our girl by Charlie's love for her, but I reminded Him that we were in a financial hardship and I would be happy to follow His lead just as soon as he straightened out our mess.  God, thankfully did not listen to my plan and timing, He faithfully led us thru the adoption process at the same time that we were dealing with a financial mess.  This was 7 years ago, and  our daughter has been home for almost 6 years now, and our house situation is still not fixed.  God has been faithful and generous to provide, above and beyond everything we need and ask for. 
 He has taught us a lot about  REMEMBERING to trust Him and His TIMING.
  He has taught us to obey even when it makes no sense to us or anyone else at the time.  


There have been several things that God has lead us into, without any doubt, that I thought we would be right in that place for a long time.....and it ended up being a short season.
Then there are situations that I'm sure He is going to resolve and fix or get us out of very quickly and we remain right there for a looooooooooooooong time.

I don't get it, and I don't like it,
but I have learned to TRUST Him
 It may not look pretty and I can't hear the angels singing, but I can REMEMBER where we were and WHO we are following and it's all worth it.

Following Jesus, and His leading in our lives, is messier than I ever thought it could be, and more beautiful than I can see with my eyes, 
 it's harder than I ever imagined and more wonderful than I ever knew possible.

Wednesday, January 25, 2017

Staying High!

I remember as a kid going to church camp every year and experiencing a new closeness with the Lord and with the people I had been to camp with.  I remember coming home from that "high" and getting kinda

I remember feeling changed and excited to only come home and feel a let down when I got back to my normal life, normal chores, normal family.
I didn't know what to do with it all.......
I experience the same sort of high and low when I come home from a mission trip.

Sometimes the things I have experienced are too hard and too wonderful to convey or process.

You see things, that you don't understand, let alone can explain, and you experience things that are too glorious to put into words, so it all just stirs in my heart. 
 If I'm not careful it can stir up stuff like resentment and depression because I just don't know where to go with it all.  This time I experienced the "high" like none other and I could feel that stirring in my heart.  I asked the Lord to stir up my heart and let it be used for Him, not turned into a low.

Don't get me wrong.  I love my normal life, my normal chores, and people.  I was pumped to come home and see my people, my little girls, my big girls and my grands and my man!!  And then I got to travel home home and see the rest of the peeps.  I had missed them all so much.  I had never been away as long as I was this time.   But even all that gave me a bit of a low, because I had to leave my big girls and my grands to come home, and then I was only home for a few days and Kole headed out.
 My heart has felt like a revolving door of hello and goodbyes. 
 I suck at goodbyes.

Early in 2016 I began praying:

I was memorizing,

2 Corinthians 3:17-18(ESV)

17 Now the Lord[a] is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. 18 And we all, with unveiled face, beholding the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from one degree of glory to another. For this comes from the Lord who is the Spirit.
and it led me to pray,
 I'm needing to see some faster glory transformation, because what I'm seeing is more wrinkles and gray hair than glory on this 'ole girl.

As I started DOWN that road of the LOW, I remembered who is on HIGH.

Isaiah 55:9

For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
    so are my ways higher than your ways
    and my thoughts than your thoughts.

Maybe the glory dial looks like a big whirlwind in the heart.
Jesus is stirring some things in my heart and this time I set some action to it, because I've been down this road before, when He gives a good stirring  and then, within about 24 hours I have talked myself right out of  it and it turns to that low.  


Psalm 61:1-3

61 Hear my cry, O God,
    listen to my prayer;
from the end of the earth I call to you
    when my heart is faint.
Lead me to the rock
    that is higher than I,
for you have been my refuge,
    a strong tower against the enemy.

I'm staying 

Thursday, January 19, 2017

Sweet Jesus!

The best way to sum up this trip to Uganda is to describe the fruit. 
 The fruit was sweet and plentiful and so

Psalm 34:1-8
34 I will bless the Lord at all times;
    his praise shall continually be in my mouth.
My soul makes its boast in the Lord;
    let the humble hear and be glad.
Oh, magnify the Lord with me,
    and let us exalt his name together!
I sought the Lord, and he answered me
    and delivered me from all my fears.
Those who look to him are radiant,
    and their faces shall never be ashamed.
This poor man cried, and the Lord heard him
    and saved him out of all his troubles.
The angel of the Lord encamps
    around those who fear him, and delivers them.
Oh, taste and see that the Lord is good!
    Blessed is the man who takes refuge in him!

 The fruit that we ate was fantastic, but even sweeter than the fruit that we ate, was the fruit in the relationships that we have with so many beautiful people there. 

People that have given their lives to sharing the Gospel and living for Jesus are sweet and beautiful to be around and we were surrounded.


My body might be tired and jet-lagged, but my heart is full and refreshed!
There is no better way to be refreshed than to pour out to others; Jesus always fills us with fresh and living water.
  The more we pour out the more we are filled.

We have had the amazing privilege of pouring into some beautiful lives in Uganda over the last 6 1/2 years.  
We have seen the ups and downs of ministry, of people supporting and cheering for one another as well as criticizing and discouraging.  
 The thing that was on repeat throughout our time there, was the faithfulness of God.
 He works with all us broken and messy people, and even when we make a mess of things...He is faithful to heal us and clean us and use us.
He is God and He is good and He doesn't depend on us, we depend on Him.
all over the world for all of time!!!
He doesn't depend on us to do anything, He invites us into what He is doing and we can either taste and see the fruit of HIS faithfulness, or we can miss out. 

On this particular trip He just allowed me taste and see the fruit
 and it was amazing.
 The thing about fruit, is it isn't produced over night. 
 We have seen beauty developing over the years, and we have been encouraged, but for me, this was the trip of harvest season.
Sweet and plentiful!
                                    2 Timothy 2:10-14

 10 Therefore I endure everything for the sake of the elect, that they also may obtain the salvation that is in Christ Jesus with eternal glory. 11 The saying is trustworthy, for:If we have died with him, we will also live with him;12 if we endure, we will also reign with him;if we deny him, he also will deny us;13 if we are faithless, he remains faithful—for he cannot deny himself.

He showed me that when we stay the course and follow Jesus, through the ups and downs of life and trust in His faithfulness even in the midst of trials, He is working and producing something sweet.

  It's not about what we get done or how we do anything, it's just not about us, it's about how faithful He is, even when we are not faithful

Colossians 1:3-8 

Thanksgiving and Prayer

We always thank God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, when we pray for you, since we heard of your faith in Christ Jesus and of the love that you have for all the saints, because of the hope laid up for you in heaven. Of this you have heard before in the word of the truth, the gospel, which has come to you, as indeed in the whole world it is bearing fruit and increasing—as it also does among you, since the day you heard it and understood the grace of God in truth, just as you learned it from Epaphras our beloved fellow servant. He is a faithful minister of Christ on your behalf and has made known to us your love in the Spirit.

I realize that God is at work all over the world and we don't have to go to Uganda to experience His faithfulness, but I want to thank God for allowing me to experience the extra sweetness of the fruit being produced on the other side of the world and letting me enjoy it.

The relationships we have over there are too sweet to describe in words.
 There is a heart connection that is only a gift from God.
 We have such limited time together but God makes it so powerful that it lasts.

My heart is refreshed and full and ready to GO again, here at home, and God-willing back to Uganda. 

We got to crash these beautiful ladies trip for a few days.  They are gorgeous women and they work their beautiful heads clean off.  They are mamas, and they know how to get a home in order.  Redeemer House is now in order. 
 Done beautifully. 

Saturday, January 14, 2017

Vacation or Mission Trip?

This is a mission trip not a vacation,  I heard these words come out of my mouth. It wasn't to anyone in particular, it was an observation that put things in perspective.  Honestly, I've had as much fun on missions as I've ever had on vacation.  The relationships are so rich and full, and it is such a vacation in so many ways, I haven't cooked, or done laundry or even driven a car for over 2 weeks.  VACATION is what I call that my friends.

We even had a spa session.  All toes were looking and feeling fantastic.

 Here's the reality of our lives when we have surrendered them to Jesus, our lives are to be lived on mission everyday wherever we are.  Even when we are on vacation, we vacation with Jesus we work with Jesus we GO everywhere as His.  We parent, and play and eat and sleep with Jesus as the center.  To people who may not know the JOY of the LORD this sounds horrible and boring, but I can promise you it is the most fun and fulfilling life.

These beautiful ladies serve the Lord with such a joy that it is nothing short of amazing. 

 Our vacations look a lot like missions and our missions feel a lot like vacation.

The thing that we can forget so many times, is our lives are not our own, we are bought with a price, and this means everything we do, and everywhere we go is rooted in who we are in Christ and our purpose to live our lives for Him.

Colossians 1:12English Standard Version (ESV)

12 giving thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of the saints in light.
This trip has been so fun and we have worked and played and laughed and prayed every day all day over everything and everyone we got to encounter.

When you follow Jesus your life will will be lived on mission and it  will be the biggest blast and it's all just a big blur what is missions, what is vacation and what is serving and what is being served.  We went to Uganda to serve, and we left there so filled up, it was clear we had received as much or more than we had given.

The ladies that we had the honor of sharing with at a ladies event called, "A Day To Remember" even had dresses made for us and a shirt for Reece.  We came to bless, and got our socks blessed off.  This is how the Lord works, it is so opposite of how the world works.

We ended the trip on the last day with Reece getting to join in a kid's camp that CSI was having for the children. Reece danced his heart out.  The white boy has a lot of heart and not a lot of rhythm and nobody even cared.


Friday, January 13, 2017

Reece on Mission in Sickness and in Health

I could write pages and pages about how God worked and moved on this trip to Uganda.  I hope to tell some of the amazing highlights very soon, but for some reason the thing that keeps coming to my mind to share first, is the ugly part.  These kinds of stories are usually held pretty private because the good always outweighs the bad and I don’t want to be discouraging but I want people to be encouraged.  But if you have been around me or my blog at all I usually tell all, the good the bad and the ugly……so I will start with the ugly and then flood this blog with the many uplifting stories.

I believe when we share the sick and suffering parts of our lives it makes the beautiful more beautiful, the rainbows more vivid, the victories more celebrated the calm more peaceful, the joy more joy-filled.

Pain and suffering has a way of bringing out the truth of what is really in a person.

On the very first long flight we had on our journey, the 9 1/2 hour flight, Reece and I got sick, sick, sick.
Many puke bags sick.
We had apparently gotten the bug from the little girls after all, and didn’t realize it until we were airborne.
It was a humbling, scary, and miserable experience.
We prayed our hearts out and puked our guts out that whole trip.
At one point I told Reece to be so discreet and to puke so quietly as to not disturb the other passengers, I told him if they knew how sick he was, they may kick him off the flight….he was like, “IN THE AIR?!?!”
Not my best mom moment, but I felt so bad about bringing sickness on a flight, I was trying to keep a low profile and germs and drama to ourselves.

By the time we got to Amsterdam, we were already beginning to feel better, which simply means we felt like we were going to live and we could continue on.
  We hooked up with Teresa and Arianna and continued onto our final destination!
We felt good for a few days and then it hit Reece again.  He got puking sick one morning and by afternoon he had already bounced back again.  That same night I had a relapse as well, so as I was walking around my room trying to figure out what to do to settle the stomach ache, I noticed Reece’s mosquito net was not down properly on one side.  I walked to that side of the bed and stepped right on my double bladed razor. 
Wellllllllll, that’s one way of taking care of stomach pain, by sending all blood and pain sensors to my foot.
Let me just explain the situation…..when you are in Uganda your feet are never clean.  They have the most beautiful red dirt stain to them because their soil is so rich and red.  It’s not the thing you want rubbed into an open would all day for the next 10 days.  

God just took total care of me despite my clumsy negligent self, it healed up just fine. 

The final blow was on Redeemer House moving day, one of our last days in Uganda, Reece woke up vomiting repeatedly non-stop for 2 hours.  After the first hour I got freaked out, I sent out prayer requests and woke up everyone I knew in the hotel and beyond.  I was thinking he needed to go to a clinic.

Teresa and Simon physically ran to another guesthouse where xHope team was staying and got some meds they had for us to try.  By the 3rd dose he had stopped puking and began to rest.

We were relieved and bummed all at the same time.  Relieved he was getting better but bummed we were going to miss moving day.  He was so weak.

Here’s how God works though, we had to stay back from the move that day, so Reece could recover, but the nicest young man who was working at the hotel we were staying at, was so genuinely concerned and kind to Reece.
Him and Reece just hit it off and by the end of the day when Reece was feeling better, he came to our room to freshen it up and we got to visit with him for quite awhile.

The next morning he brought a few gifts to Reece that he had made that night, and we prayed for him and he prayed for Reece.  It was so sweet and unexpected.
Reece decided he wanted to give Jordan something before we left so he decided to give him his Bible.
Reece has a huge study Bible, that I think weighs more than him, and this is the Bible he brought with him.  He needed the biggest Jesus book with him on mission.  

His Bible had his name on the front but the inside pages had never been filled out, so Reece filled them all out to present to Jordan.
Reece bounced back 100% once again, and God even used him in his sick bed to connect with people.

There’s no other explanation than God just had His hand on us every day and even when things got rough they were used for our good and for His glory.

There is plenty more to share that doesn’t revolve around sickness and suffering, but so many times we gloss over it, and it is a part of life that we all have, and if we share in the rough spots together we can celebrate the victories with more zeal.
We remember from where we came!

Psalm 41:1-3

Blessed is the one who considers the poor!  In the day of trouble the Lord delivers him; the Lord protects him and keeps him alive; he is called blessed in the land; you do not give him up to the will of his enemies.  The Lord sustains him on his sickbed; in his illness you restore him to full health.