I know a girl whose oxygen saturation levels used to hang out in the sixties and seventies (that's doctor speak for not enough oxygen to grow and thrive).
Our girl breathed with help from a tank and a nasal cannula. Full-time, for three and a half years.
And I prayed for a miracle. Well, mostly others prayed because miracles seemed out of reach.
Yesterday, our girl ran her first 5K in under thirty minutes, tutu and all.
Miracles happen. I know this to be true because I live with one, and she sleeps in a pink, polka dotted bedroom down the hall from me.
Today, I'm praying for you and the miracles you want, but are too tired to ask for.
God’s works are so great, worth a lifetime of study—endless enjoyment! Splendor and beauty mark his craft; His generosity never gives out. His miracles are his memorial—This God of Grace, this God of Love. Psalm 111:2-3, The Message.: :
I can't say enough about Girls on The Run. If you know a tween girl, check out this organization. They are good for the heart and the body.