Peace

I am writing this post for 2 reasons...

1. To remember exactly how I feel right now so I can come back when I am discouraged.

2. To share with everyone the power of prayer and what an amazing God we serve.


Every day I pray to God to give me peace. Before going to bed last night I felt unsettled. My heart was aching because of the unknown future for Jackson. Will he ever eat on his own? Will he talk? Will he walk? Will he be intelligent?  Will he ever be just a kid? Will he get married? These are the thoughts that plague my mind when the lights go down, and Jack is peacefully sleeping. Last night I prayed for peace...

There he was. Tall. Dark hair. Glasses. His face was long and had a very distinguished jaw line. He was wearing a suit and tie. His wedding band reflected off of the sun. His smile was breathtaking. He was happy. It was Jackson.

Those are the only words that I can pull from my dream last night. It was indescribable, but so real... God gave me Peace. he painted a picture that would give my heart rest. I truly believe that God works in mysterious ways, and this was no dream.