Day 124: Melt My Heart

I have a friend, Shauna, who says "Melt my heart" often. It is a perfect phrase (if you ask me) to sum up a deep felt emotion. It kind of captures love, joy, peace,compassion, and even "awwwww" all in one statement. I love it.

Yesterday, we met with a group of 4 men and 5 women to pray over Baby N and Baby S.

I wish I could tell you all the many reasons they need prayer, but I'll bet if you let your imaginations go to all the dark places they could imagine, you would probably find all their needs for prayer.

Specifically we were praying for their healing and for the freedom that comes with emotional, physical and spiritual healing.

I cannot tell you what we prayed.

But I can tell you how the girls responded.

We met in a room filled with toys so they could play as the adults in the room prayed. They played for a few minutes but as we started to pray, they became suddenly interested in what was going on.

They crawled up in my lap and laid their heads on my shoulder and were the quietest two little two year olds I have ever seen in my life. For ONE HOUR they didn't move, other than for one brief moment when Baby N crawled out of my lap and into "Pops" lap.

At one point, when Baby N was being annointed, she almost fell asleep.

And at one point, as they were praying for her heart to be healed of the hurt it has endured, she wept. Not a screaming crying sob, but a deep sad weeping.

Man. Melt my heart.

My favorite moment was when one of the men started singing Jesus Loves Me over them they sang too.

All that to say, it IS for freedom that we have been set free. As we sang last night, "nothing is impossible, nothing is impossible, nothing is impossible for you, my God."