She and her husband had their second daughter a couple months ago, a staggeringly beautiful and alert baby, now deep in recovery from a serious congenital problem.
I am inspired by this young couple’s love and am honored to be part of the community across the world (and I do mean across the world) supporting the family and the baby girl with prayer and visualizations as she works hard to heal in a San Francisco NICU. (And if you’re inclined, please help baby Tikva (“Hope”) heal by praying and visualizing healthy lungs and digestive system—healing.
I can not imagine what it would be like for your baby to be so ill. To watch her struggle to breathe. To count the positives in increments that are giant steps for this tiny baby girl.
I never had a child. It’s my only regret. It just didn’t work out that way. But I have had pets, whom I love in what has to be a similar way, certainly as close as I’ll ever get.
I’m sure I would have been a very neurotic mom.
My little dog, Riley, recently picked up a bacterial infection, probably on my girlfriend’s ranch in Colorado. We spent the Fourth of July there, walking through horse pastures and more, and a few days after we got home, Riley was hospitalized at vet emergency and was sick for almost a full week.
He’s fine now, but his illness helped me really get in touch with my inner mom, and she is really neurotic.
Perhaps God works in mysterious ways, after all.