the progression of pulmonary fibrosis - as my mother lives/lived it.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Mom and Dad
It's amazing what a little scare can do for a crazy, insane friendship. Mom not doing well, has definitely made an impression on Dad. He, in turn, is very helpful and it makes the environment livable- for both mom and myself.
Momma, I write how I feel- and how you suffered- so others can become aware of the desperate need for research to help those living with pulmonary fibrosis.
Now, in 2014, I finally realize- it's all about prayer, and faith. I believe in the power of healing through our Lord Jesus Christ. Jesus saves. He heals. The Lord took mom home for a purpose... but I believe wholeheartedly now, if He didn't need her- she could have been completely healed. God has grown my faith in ways I could never believe and I wish to share this with you. Trust the Lord. His mercies are new every morning. He is faithful.
Ask Jesus to heal you, or your loved one. And believe He will. He loves you that much.