I have decided to stay another day in San Francisco so here I sit. :o) This morning my dad and I got here early and hung out with my mom. She seemed discouraged because she has been in the ICU for so many days and just wants to get the procedure started so that she can, Lord willing, heal that much sooner. God is definitely showing me that I need to trust Him for life. There is no “And now I can take a break from trusting;” every moment we have to rest in God otherwise fear creeps in, and we want to once again control. God wants our trust every moment of every day.

Two of my mom’s brothers came today and while we were in the waiting room my boss called.

He wanted to see how I was and also to let me know that I received a giant family when I came to work there. He told me that The Hollywood Prayer Network had sent out an e-mail to tell people to pray for my mom. He also said that all weekend at the retreat they were praying for me. This morning during church the priest prayed for her as well as one of the members of our board of directors. My boss’ wife said, jokingly, that my mom is healing the Reformation – Catholics and Protestants alike are all praying for my mom. I thought that was funny. In a way it’s kind of true. I see God working peace in a lot of situations. Her name actually means “Peaceful.” That is who she is and what her life is bringing – peace. All that matters is Jesus – he is the healer of bodies and relationships.

A friend of ours keeps sharing with us an image of Jesus being a roaring lion protecting my mom. I love that. I imagine him roaring to protect her and shield her from harm. Yet cuddling with her in her weakness.

Well, after this we went to lunch and during lunch we just kept praying that my mom would be encouraged somehow. When we got back one of the nurses from the 14th floor had come to visit and my mom found out that more than likely they would be moving her back to oncology. Hooray for her feeling like she can move around and have some freedom again! She was definitely encouraged by that.

We trust for God’s healing. We pray that this is His will. God is good. When my dad and I left the hospital to go to sleep last night, God gave me this chapter:

As the deer pants for streams of water,
so my soul pants for you, O God.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
When can I go and meet with God?

My tears have been my food
day and night,
while men say to me all day long,
‘Where is your God?’

These things I remember
as I pour out my soul:
how I used to go with the multitude,
leading the procession to the house of God,
with shouts of joy and thanksgiving
among the festive throng.

Why are you downcast, O my soul?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise him,
my Savior and 6 my God.
My soul is downcast within me;
therefore I will remember you
from the land of the Jordan,
the heights of Hermon—from Mount Mizar.

Deep calls to deep
in the roar of your waterfalls;
all your waves and breakers
have swept over me.

By day the LORD directs his love,
at night his song is with me—
a prayer to the God of my life.

I say to God my Rock,
‘Why have you forgotten me?
Why must I go about mourning,
oppressed by the enemy?’

My bones suffer mortal agony
as my foes taunt me,
saying to me all day long,
‘Where is your God?’

Why are you downcast, O my soul?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise him,
my Savior and my God.