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pray for Sophie…

 

 

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They are probably already in Detroit.

 

 

The emotions living through something this radical and huge are more than words could ever hope to capture.  More emotions than are even documented fill your heart.  And though mine are just a fraction of what Elaine and Brandon are feeling…I can’t seem to keep dry eyes.

 

 

I don’t know if you remember, Elaine.  When it was Trevy’s turn.  You said it was harder on your heart than when it was Sophie.  There was no way I could understand at the time.  I do now.

 

 

The following weeks…days…hours…minutes…seconds…

 

 

Will be spent in prayer.  The kind where Someone else helps to express my heart…

 

 

 Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words.  Romans 8:26

 

 

I hope you join me in wrapping Sophie and her family up in prayer throughout this week.

 

 

 

…danielle

Comments

blogzilly said…
I called Elaine on Saturday, just cause I had to talk to her for a but before all this went down. Bothering me a great deal. More than I thought it would. Not really in the mood to write much.

She is one of the Beatles, kinds sorta. It would be like if Trevor had to go back in, or Sinead, or somebody like that. You guys were all right there from the beginning.

It's like family.

And it is hard.

I see you have been Bloginkering. Is that an effort to keep busy?
December 5, 2011 at 6:02 PM
Danielle said…
I don't think it was knowingly in an effort to keep busy...but I noticed today when I stopped and let it sink it. My heart is just too...I don't even know...

...d
December 5, 2011 at 6:06 PM
blogzilly said…
You OK today?

I didn't see any updates from Elaine, though I haven't been on Facebook yet either, no time yet. Disability meetings this afternoon and also picking Bennett up from school.
December 6, 2011 at 10:14 AM
Dora's Daddy said…
Thank you for posting and drawing attention to the opportunity to lift her up in prayer.
December 6, 2011 at 10:17 AM
Mrs. M said…
Little Sweet Sophie and her family are in my thoughts....
December 6, 2011 at 12:54 PM
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