I haven’t spoken to my Mother in a few months. We are both stubborn. I have been praying for my relationship with my Mom to get better. God always makes a way. I just wish it wasn’t this way. It is 4:30 in the morning & I am wide awake, sitting in a hospital room. I have to start listening better. God has to do some drastic things for me to actually see or listen to Him. I have to do better.
My Mom has a blood clot in her lungs. I am doing my very best to be positive and truly believe God’s hands are on my mother. I know she will be healed. The little girl, inside of me, is terrified. She is having trouble going to sleep now. I have silently prayed and prayed over her out loud.
I don’t know how to put this into words without sounding like I do not trust God but I haven’t had enough time with my Mom. I need her to be healed. I need her to walk out of this hospital and for us to have a better relationship. I am trusting in You Lord and expecting You to heal her in the name of Jesus.
I am not ready to say goodbye to my Mom.