Full of Joy: So Much to Celebrate!

Still celebrating today with his left over cone!

Hi Friends! I'm sorry to wait a day to write a post. We've been having a lot of family time, and catching up with calls and texts. Also, I really try not to be on the computer when Jase is awake. (Who am I kidding? It's because he grabs it off my lap constantly, or messes with the keys. It's not because I'm Super Mom, haha!)

Anyway, we just want to say THANK YOU to those of you near and far who prayed for our baby boy. It has been a loooooong 9 days or so. Torturous, actually. No one can stand to watch their kid suffer. It was a living, breathing nightmare. I'm still processing it all. It's so overwhelming to me. In some ways Chuck and I feel a touch of PTSD, or something like it. I'm still on edge with Jase. I watch his every move like a hawk. If he feels warmer than usual, I take his temp. If he coughs, my stomach ties up in knots. If he stares at something I instantly snap him out of it. My baby. My heart.

As I was saying THANK YOU SO MUCH for praying with us. For us. God's grace was very real and present. HE was very present. In fact, in some ways, I feel a "loss" because I know the intensity of prayers for us have died down. I could FEEL those prayers very strongly, and since Jase is doing so beautifully, there isn't such a desperate need for others to pray for him. Don't get me wrong, his Mama still desperately prays, but I know others aren't anymore. I don't say that in a way that makes me upset, but in a way that communicates how REAL your prayers were to us. They mattered. God heard.

We just can not praise Jesus enough for healing our son. There were some pretty dark hours of not knowing what was happening with Jase, but God knew all along. He knew, and He cared. Though we won't ever know exactly what happened, it is believed that Jase had a virus (mostly likely roseola). I personally believe that it might have been something much worse, but God HEALED him of that. I can't wait to get to Heaven and find out. There is no doubt in my mind that God miraculously healed our child.

I asked Jesus VERY specific things, and He answered VERY specifically. For instance, I've already shared this, but I asked God to BREAK Jase's fever, and that Jase would break out into a rash. He did. I asked Jesus to RAISE those white blood cells. HE did. I asked Jesus to give me an explanation as to what virus Jase might have. HE did. In fact, our very close friends text to let us know their daughter had the roseola virus the exact same time as Jase was sick, and our kids had been around each other! God is such an intimate, and personal God. And you know what? I never prayed, "If it be your will, God." or "If something bad does happen to Jase...." Heck NO. I begged God on behalf of Jase to HEAL, believing He could. I couldn't bare the alternative. I know God didn't have to heal, but He did. Praise you Jesus. Praise you. So humbled.

We take Jase for his FINAL blood test on Friday. His doctor said, "It's nothing to give a second thought about, but we want to be safest." (And if you're wondering, yes I still have to pray against fear for this final blood test. It's such a thorn in my side. But hey! It keeps me clinging to Jesus!)

We are humbled by God. We are grateful. We are in awe. We are blessed. We give ALL the praise, ALL the honor, and ALL the glory to the one true God. The King of Kings and Lord of Lords. We praise you, Jesus. We praise you. And oh how we love you, Father. Thank you for sacrificing your own son. I could never. BUT YOU DID for me- for us. Thank you God. Thank you.

If you don't know Jesus personally, please invite him into your life! Life is not life without Him!