It is Weds. We have been at Scottish Rite Hospital since Sunday night. Laura and I have slept very little.
Jordan is under attack. She came down with a fever two weeks ago. We took her to the doc, and they said flu. We took her home. Her fever got higher, and a rash broke out on her. Sunday night, we took her to Northside Hospital. They took her and Laura by ambulance to Scottish Rite.
She has had a fever, severe rash, astonishing head pain, knee and foot pain, vomiting and nausea. Her tests have pointed to all kinds of stuff but nothing concrete. We are getting help from a non-believing doc called Evil Bob. Ha, funny. I like him, and he has authority. He believes that it is Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever. It would be just like devil to mock us with that disease if the LORD is about to send us there. I have been looking for a job there for the last couple of weeks.
Maybe, the LORD was pointing out the affliction by pointing me there for a job. No matter what, my heart hurts for my daughter. I just want to cry for all the pain that she is in. This is wrong, and it is illegal.
I have everyone I know praying.
I am expecting the Bethel team to come pray for her.
And, most importantly, I have seen the LORD in this.
His presence was sweet and strong yesterday. He made Himself known to me. And, a couple of the docs that are assigned are great believers and walk in healing. God even had me minister to one prophetically and release her healing gift. She later said that she has been asking the LORD for that gift.
Last night, I went home to be with Jack for a short while. While there, I got the idea of bringing Jack back to the hospital with me to see Jordan again for a bit. So, I called Laura. She said to call before we left to see if her mom were still at the hospital. As we were leaving the house, Jack asked me if he could ride down to the hospital with me and ride back. It was the same idea. Then, when I called Laura, she said that Jordan asked when Jack was coming down. It was the LORD. Jack ministers to her in a big way.
Today, I wrote on the dry erase board, Psalm 103:3, Isaiah 53:5 and 1 Peter 2:24. Jordan, in between her states of conciousness, looked at the wall and asked me why the last two had red written around them. Bless God, I knew immediately what it meant. I told Jordan that Jesus words are written in red in the bible. He was telling us that those are His words. They are going to come to pass. I have faith. I really have faith. I dont care what we see with our eyes, I have faith. Bless God. His love is awesome.
I still want to cry. My daughter is afflicted, and the devil has to go. But, God!
PS: Note the angelic activity in the pic.