Your prayers, please...

I miss this kid...

One year ago was my official faith crisis. The docs came in to say they didn't know why Noah's health was declining, that it was our choice whether to intervene, and they were done looking for answers. (Really? So that means we spent the next 3 and a half months searching for answers ON OUR OWN ACCORD) (Yes, I get crusty about this! Yes, I need to go to counseling, but it's not a convenient time, so I guess I have to pray about that...). One year later, I am no longer in a faith crisis, but nobody still knows jack squat. Nobody is looking for the reason Noah died, obviously. But the one thing that I will continue to search for is the reason that MANY, MANY mice died at the CDC when injected with Noah's stool. The CDC knows, in my opinion, because if they don't, folks, we should all be REALLY concerned...anyway, this will all be the subject of one of the chapters in Noah's book...

So, speaking of Noah's book and the title of this post asking for your prayers...a lot of things are going on this weekend and next week and weekend for which I covet your prayers. This Saturday I will be sharing with some women from our church at our first women's brunch. Please pray that the Holy Spirit leads me and is the only One speaking. Then, on Saturday night we have been invited to attend the Children's Hospital Gala which is the big fundraiser for the hospital. We know God wants us there for some reason, but the irony of being in that setting one year later is grand...Then, on Sunday after church, we are headed up to the mountains with some friends to see the fall colors for a couple of days. After that, Jason and Em will head back down to Denver and I have been blessed with the opportunity to go on a solo retreat at a private little fishing cabin for the rest of the week. I'll have water and electricity, but no Internet. There is Internet at the main lodge, so I'll check in if possible, but my main purpose in going is to pray, seek God's face, and write Noah's book. I know I only have a few days and the last thing I need is writer's block, so please pray for God's clarity and the words to flow. I'll likely come back to Denver on the following Friday and head to the Beth Moore pre-conference meeting for Women of Faith. A lot to pack into a week, but I am up for it.

Oh yeah, I still don't know what I am wearing to this black tie event. I tried on my senior high prom dress, you know the number...gold sequins with gold lam me puffy layers on the skirt. A big bow on the buns. You know you want one! AND NO, I AM NOT POSTING A PICTURE OF IT! Only old high school friends had documentation of that and none of them from that school remember me anyway! (What's that? You want to know why on earth I still have it? It was SO obnoxious that I had to save it for if I ever had a daughter so she could play dress up.)