the progression of pulmonary fibrosis - as my mother lives/lived it.
Sunday, May 25, 2014
Love
Love.
All my mother ever wanted, was to be loved.
All she ever did, was love.
We all long to be loved. We all seek love.
God is the only source that will provide the love we need.
Love God. Love others.
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.