Believing in the Power of Prayer, part two

Oh wow!  Did it take me long enough to get to part two?  It’s been a crazy busy summer to say the least!  I’m also not so good at blogging on my own, but Ang has bigger fish to fry than helping me blog.  I miss her tons and can’t wait until we get to blog together again!  So here it goes, my attempt at the rest of the story.  Thanks for your patience friends!

As it turned out, I was right.  There was no sign of breast cancer that showed up on the mammogram on the previous Friday.  Many are skeptical and say that, “They probably just got yours mixed up with someone else’s “.  That person has probably never seen an old school mammo.  It has your name on the top and looks similar to an exray.  And I was there and saw all the pics she took.  I watched her every move because I was incredibly curious to get to the end of this.  There was no mix up at all. Continue reading

Believing in the Power of Prayer, part one

Maybe a week after Beau’s accident a friend of mine sent me a message. ” Heidi, you should tell your story.”  I didn’t even know she knew the story. You see a lot of people, people I know well don’t know this story.  But come to find out she was at church the Sunday I shared.  It was the only time I shared in a big group setting…because to be honest, I’m not a public speaker.  People laugh when I say that and don’t believe me because of my job where I’m always in front of people.. Yeah, serving coke and peanuts at 35,000 feet is not like speaking in front of people….WAY different.  But it’s a great story and one that should be told more often. Especially when we aren’t feeling hopeful of situations or hopeful that God is hearing our prayers, but he is. I am thankful that Ang already knew this story before Beau’s accident. Because it’s a story of hope, God’s grace and healing.   I have been wanting to share this story with Marybeth , because she is in need of hope too.  This story was meant to be shared  but it’s way out of my comfort zone to share something so intimate.  But sometimes we are pulled to share, God calls us to do things that make us uncomfortable and that’s what he is doing here. Ok,so maybe he has been encouraging me to share for a long time now but I wasn’t listening.  So bare with me because this story is a long one and I’m a little scared and uncomfortable,  so I am doing it in parts. Thanks for the encouragement Julianne, because of your encouragement, I’m finally writing my story…. here it goes! Continue reading

Beau’s Beautiful Heart

Today is the 4th of July, Happy 239th  Birthday America!  It’s supposed to be a day of picnics and fireworks.  Family games, activities and parades.  But as it is Beau’s 6 week in ICU, it’s a little different for Beau and his family.  His brothers went camping with family friends, Ang and Ryan continue to take watch over Beau.  So today the kids and I headed up to see the little guy and check in on him.  When I was visiting yesterday he asked for my son,Jake,  Jakey, or Jakey-poo, as Beau calls him.  He wanted him there to hold his hand, he asked multiple times and all it took was teary eyes for me to say, ” of course we will be back tomorrow”. Continue reading