See previous post on Renia here, here and here I have been putting this post off because it is a hard one to write. The result from Renia biopsy took almost a month to come back. We all celebrated with Renia and her mama during that month while she was with
“I believe, help my unbelief” is a plea of desperation and agony that a father makes to Jesus on behalf of his possessed son in Mark 9. Evidently the father had brought the son to the disciples, but the disciples failed to heal him. The father then petitioned Jesus to
Matthew 7:24-27 24 “Everyone then who hears these words of mine and does them will be like a wise man who built his house on the rock. 25 And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house, but it did not fall, because it had been
Matthew 7:1-5 “Judge not, that you be not judged. 2 For with the judgment you pronounce you will be judged, and with the measure you use it will be measured to you. 3 Why do you see the speck that is in your brother’s eye, but do not notice the log that is in your own eye? 4 Or
Attending a service about a week ago, the worship leader sang out the chorus of a song a learned as a child. A song that has been in my heart this past week, and I would very much like to share it with you. The chorus goes: Turn your eyes
Update: Dr Jen spent the day with Renia at doctors and hospitals on Saturday. She was admitted into a hospital in Port for the weekend. Dr Jen will meet with the surgeon on Monday to see if surgery is even an option for her. She is not well and we would
