It's Wednesday, June 10th.  12:17 am

All is quiet in my house. The baby is asleep.  My husband is asleep.

My back hurts after sleeping on the love seat last night and I'm dreading doing it again tonight even though our bed is in pieces upstairs.

I can't sleep.  My brother was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis today.  So here is where faith walking really begins.  This morning during my prayer time, I asked God to loose miraculous healing.   I know that The Bible says Jesus heals.  Now, I must believe it.  Knowing the Word and believing the Word are two different things.  I am learning the difference.

I believe my brother is healed.  I am waiting with expectation for him to show up at the doctors for a test and even the doctors are astounded by not being able to find what was once previously there.  I believe that even in this, God is going to show forth His glory.

Even in this.