Wow!! What amazing writing! This is a perfect description of ministry too.

This so real…I can’t believe I am reading it this morning.
My son suffers from Cystic Fibrosis and his lung function is Diminishing and his doctors are asking if he wants a transplant….

We are asking for wisdom… my son Matt is 15 years old …he has to make this decision. He is doing 3 to 5 hours of breathing treatments a day waiting for healing…he doesn’t want a transplant as the outcome is unpredictable..Also we know of two people who are adults now who didn’t get transplants and where healed.

But if that is the way he is to get healing my son needs to know.

In His Love,
Missy Murray

Well put. We hope to save more than we lose- Just like ministry. God is omnicient and in the end we place it in his hands after we have done our best.

Missy -
my heart goes out to you for what you shared about your son, Matt having Cystic Fibrosis – please know that we’re standing with you in prayer that God will give you both peace, comfort, wisdom and provision for His will and guidance in this huge decision –

- praying that Jesus will be Matt’s closest Companion and that your family find His Grace carrying you – you are not alone –

Blessings and love to you all -

Bill, Caleb,
Tears flowing from your expressive account, I am reminded of my own story. On the morning of June 18th I got the morning call that nobody is ready for. “They just took Dad to the Hospital. He has no B.P. and they don’t know what’s wrong. It is really bad. PRAY!” 20 minuted later, my brother, also a paramedic, who was there with him called and said that they just called code blue and were doing CPR on Dad. “Get here as soon as you can.” I was in the car going 90 MPH up the 101 freeway to the central coast. As I passed in Goleta, I got the call… “He’s Dead” They had done what they could to keep blood flowing… they were being Dad’s heart for him, but alas, his aorta had already ripped apart and his blood had nearly all been pumped into his abdomen. His BP was 0/0 and his heart rate was around 250 BPM. Try as it might, the heart just had nothing left to pump and gave up.

Life can change in a moment. We find that the “important” things are not that important, and those things that can be so little in our lives are actually the most important events because they are life giving, and life changing. I have spent the past month wondering and wandering. Trying to steady myself for these next steps. I do not know what they will be, but I take them one step at a time. The Psalms remind us that “Thy Word is a lamp unto our feet” and it is not a search beam that shows us much more than a couple of steps ahead. We do not really know what lies ahead. We can only be ready to hear the call of God and to do what he asks when He does. Prepare yes, but be ready for change. Be ready to alter your own plan and see what God is doing in your midst. I am glad that at least I have a lamp at my feet. Peace.