It’s been very busy around our house adjusting to having ten children! Petra is 6 1/2 months old now. She is beautiful and chubby with a contagious smile that lights up our family. Hopefully I will have time to blog about her soon.
I write this because I believe in the power of prayer. Our son Drake became ill on October 2, 2015. He has never recovered, and his physical and mental state continue to deteriorate.
A month into Drake’s illness, our family was crumbling from stress and worry. I texted this little poem to my oldest daughter after yet another terrible morning. It was a corny way of attempting to reach out to her.
Just Another Morning
Screaming, yelling, threats, pierce my heart.
I refuse to let others see.
Cold tears acknowledge reality.
Smiles hide my empty eyes.
Carry on, my God says to me.
Fight the urge to feel numb.
How will I be okay if he is not?
My family implodes
With constant sadness and anger.
Christ reaches me through Mary’s touch.
Warm, freeing exhale.
Glimpse of peace.
Two mothers embracing.
Blind faith in our All-Knowing God.
Strength for tomorrow’s morning.
Drake has been found to have multiple infections, an autoimmune disease, and an immune system disorder. Insurance (of course) is not wanting to cover the multiple IVIG infusions that will heal his body.
I am in contact with the IVIG company to order an infusion out-0f-pocket because we cannot wait any longer. He is at home, but on IV fluids and medications. My job is to continually call the company, reminding them that we are ordering the IVIG today whether insurance pays or not. It is urgent.
I am sure you can empathize with our exhaustion, frustration, and worry. For weeks I was so angry with God that I had a hard time praying. Instead, I asked the Blessed Mother to pray FOR me. In turn, Mother Mary filled me with peace and hope.
One night as I tried to comfort Drake, who was crying because of pain and nausea, I held him in my arms and massaged his neck. My mind flashed to the image of the Pietà, where Mary holds Jesus in her arms after His crucifixion. I have tasted a glimpse of what Mary felt watching her Son suffer. Like Mary, all I can do is leave the healing up to God.
Now, I’m no Mary, and Drake would attest that he is no Jesus. 🙂 However, he is very, very sick. Could you spare a moment to pray for Drake? He is especially comforted by the Divine Mercy Chaplet (for directions CLICK HERE).
Here is a picture of Drake a couple days ago on his 13th birthday, trying his best to enjoy a milkshake:
Dear Jesus, we come to you in prayer asking for complete healing of Drake’s body. We know that Drake has a future that is important in bringing others to Christ and glorifying You. Please help the IVIG to heal him. Please convince insurance to cover the multiple infusions that he needs. Whatever happens, we accept that it is in Your hands. Thy will be done. Amen.
***Update: Our insurance has denied coverage for the IVIG, but we will appeal. Drake will receive his first IVIG on Monday and Tuesday. Praise God that he can begin healing.
For the sake of His sorrowful passion, have mercy on Drake, anyone physically or spiritually sick, and the whole world! Thank you for your prayers!