|I would appreciate prayers being lifted up for my friend Hollie. Her mother Charlene, who was like a second mother to me growing up, is having surgery on the 27th for a broken back and collapsed lung. The broken back was a result of a seizure which she has frequently now. She also has emphysema, so being under the knife for 12 or more hours is going to be really risky. She has to be nicotine free for 7 days prior to the surgery or they won't allow her to have it. She's a chain smoker, so it's definitely concerning. The doctors are trying to find a cadaver bone for her back so that the surgery doesn't take as long. They almost lost her during a 30 minute procedure, so as I said, 12 or more hours is extremely risky. They're actually having her put together a will just in case she doesn't make it. They are searching for Jesus. They don't know Him, but they are hungry. So please pray that they encounter Him through this and for complete healing in Charlene's body.|
If They Melded [see more here]
the michelle/tyson one is always the besssst
The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills. My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Behold, there he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, looking through the lattice. My beloved speaks and says to me: “Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away, for behold, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth, the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. The fig tree ripens its figs, and the vines are in blossom; they give forth fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away. O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the crannies of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice, for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely. Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes that spoil the vineyards, for our vineyards are in blossom.” My beloved is mine, and I am his.