You knit each of us together in the womb. You know every cell in our bodies and the whole path of our lives.
Nothing comes as a surprise to You, Creator God of all things.
You are not bothered by technology, or our time table. You already know the grace that this dear one needs today, tomorrow, and in the future.
You already know the outcome of this situation, and are prepared to meet every need.
Oh, dear Abba, this dear one needs to know that and feel that today. To know that before this medical problem even came up, that You were already there, preparing the way, physically, emotionally, mentally, and spiritually.
Dear Father, it is so hard not to lean on our own understanding. We try to plot every possible scenario, and fix everything. We are so frail, and so human.
Yet all this time, Lord, You have been carrying this dear one. There is nothing to plan, to fix, to figure out. When you are in the Shepherd’s arms, you do one thing – rest!
Lord Jesus, help us all to “be still and know that you are God.” The God of our cells.
Lord, You confound the wise. Right now, what seems like an undeniable, scientific medical fact, is an opportunity to confound the wisdom of science with a good result on this medical test. We pray for that.