In Fall of 2022, I was babysitting my grandson, Bearett, who we affectionately call “Bear”. We had worship music on and I raised his little hands to teach him how to worship when God spoke to my heart. There was something wrong with Bear and I could see all the milestones that he was not meeting. Just as Jacob wrestled with God until Daybreak, I walked around the room crying and pleading and praying and begging God for what seemed like until Day Break.  The wrestling turned into surrender as I accepted what the Lord had spoken. You know, we always fear something happening to our child, but I never considered my grandchild and the burden I would carry for both of them. I eventually encouraged my daughter to take Bear to the Doctor and through a series of tests, we received a diagnosis of a Perinatal Stroke and Cerebral Palsy

During another morning of prayer, God asked me why I hadn’t asked him to heal Bear and I said, “because you told me his diagnosis and I accept your word”. He asked me again, and I realized that I was lacking the faith to do so. I told God I didn’t have faith and he said then asked me for the faith to believe for Bear’s healing. I was reminded that he gives us all a measure of faith. Romans 12:3 states “For I say, through the grace given unto me, to every man that is among you, not to think of himself more highly than he ought to think; but to think soberly, according as God hath dealt to every man the measure of faith.”  Faith is a gift from God, so I asked him for Faith to believe in healing. In Luke 11:9-12, we can ask for more faith, and; in Luke 22:32, we can ask that our faith be strengthened.