Pray Hard!

Do you ever have one of those days when you're so completely obsessed with something and then the Lord says, "okay Lorri (or whatever your name is) it's no big deal".

We've lost Chelsea's passport. Actually to be a lot more accurate I lost Chelsea's passport. Long story short...two years ago Chelsea left her passport in her pants and it got washed, mom reamed her about her carelessness and made a big deal of the whole passport replacement process but we got her a new one and from that point on I haven't really trusted her with her passport. Big mistake. When she'd go on a trip I'd make her return the passport to me, or I'd find her passport just lying around and would get on to her. The main point here is that I really didn't forgive her for the whole passport issue. So...when Chelsea went to the States in March she brought her passport home and left it downstairs. I vaguely remember seeing the passport and thinking "I'll just put this away so it's a bit hard for her to find and then maybe she'll take better care of it".

Well, I put it away alright. I have ABSOLUTELY no memory of what I did with the #@*%&*passport!!!! I have searched my house upside down for the passport and cannot find it. I intended to write today and ask people to please, please, please be praying that I'll find this stupid passport and then I got an e-mail from my friend Martha. The subject line said urgent prayer request.

Of course I read Mattie's e-mail and learned about two new parents who's baby was just born with Down Syndrome and an endocardial cushion defect twelve weeks early! That's 3 MONTHS early folks, she weighs less than 2 pounds! The baby, Ellie, is as cute as can be and her parents are upbeat and positive but I just know how they feel right this very minute and all I could think of is the amount of time I have spent praying and stressing about something as stupid as a lost passport. Please be praying for Ellie, that she won't have any side effects from her prematurity, for her parents to be strong and have courage (as it says in Joshua) that they be able to take care of her. I remember those days so clearly, when we never knew if Paul was going to make it or not, how faith was sometimes so hard to hold on to and how God saw me through everything. Isn't it kind of amazing that God could connect Ellie's parents to someone in SINGAPORE, literally half-way around the world, who understands their situation completely and can pray for them specifically. I found a new reason to be in awe of how amazing God is! That's better than finding a passport any day!