So, this is not an easy blog to write. To claim victory in a place
where defeat seems inevitable is not easy for me. Trusting my God with something this big is new for me. I’ve trusted him for a lot of things. Support for this mission, friends to lead me back to him, breaking my heart of stone, grabbing the heart of a friend, healing my feet, grabbing the hearts of family members, comforting me, and a whole lot more.
where defeat seems inevitable is not easy for me. Trusting my God with something this big is new for me. I’ve trusted him for a lot of things. Support for this mission, friends to lead me back to him, breaking my heart of stone, grabbing the heart of a friend, healing my feet, grabbing the hearts of family members, comforting me, and a whole lot more.
But nothing has ever been on a time constraint really. It took atleast 9 months of prayer for God to finally break my hardened heart. The son of my Father in the picture above is Victor. Everyone calls him Vico. You might remember him from the previous blog I wrote. He was just in the hospital for a few days last week and while we were in the capital yesterday we picked him and his mother up to take them back to Cornesti. I thought this was good because this kid has taken my heart, so I was excited to know he was going to be back home with us. Him being able to return home is not the best news for him and the family though. He was released from the hospital because there is nothing the doctors can do anymore. Vico has cancer that has started in his leg and will most likely keep spreading. His leg has already been amputated at about mid-thigh. From what our contact says he only has a few months left to live…
I can’t come to terms with this. I can’t accept this. This son of my Father is not leaving this world without the embrace of a father, the words i love you son of mine, a ring, a robe, and a festival, the smile that fills the heart of a father with joy, a pure, healthy heart.
Today, the 22nd of September we are having a night of prayer and most of my time will be devoted to this guy. God wants him to feel His embrace, to hear Him say I love you son of Mine, to give him a ring, a robe, and a festival, to see his smile, and to replace his heart with His. Please let your heart cry out to our Father for Vico along with my heart and the rest of the hearts here in Cornesti, Moldova. This boy has been through too much. His mother, sister, and him all live here at the shelter. Only the radical love of Jesus can take his heart and make him new. I claim Vico for my Father’s courts right now in Jesus’ name. He was not named Victor by chance. God knew exactly what He was doing and knows exactly what He is doing now. Vico is victorious.
Victorious over
death
“One day in Your courts is better than a thousand elsewhere.”
