And I pray…
for courage and faith and peace…
and for Sara to know she has made a difference.
Because if I knew my body was shutting down…
if I knew that everything I have ever experienced as real…
was slipping away…
and this connection I have with space and time and matter…
was breaking…
and I was ebbing into eternity…
I’d want that.
I pray for courage because…
how incredibly brave must she have to be right now?
And faith…
because how much faith needs to be poured into a moment such as this?
None of us really know without a single doubt that to die to live.
We only know that breathing is life…
and we don’t want to stop breathing.
We can’t prove faith because where proof is possible faith is impossible…
and maybe when there is deepest faith…
assisted by Angels…
and by God…
maybe there…
proof is unnecessary.
So I pray for faith.
And peace…
I can’t see Sara being so close to the spiritual door…
the veil that separates the material from the spiritual…
without attacks.
If I were the Enemy I would attack her peace.
Sara is human, so peace has to be fleeting, so I pray…for peace…to just be okay…
and I have no idea how she could do it…
and maybe sometimes she can’t…
and that’s why I pray for it.
And to know that she has made a difference….
with life emptying out I would want to close my eyes and know I made a difference…
and she has…
and I want her to feel this…
so I pray for that.
And my prayer…
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Father she’s at your door….
Sara belongs to you.
She’s coming home to you.
And Father, she believes in you.
And Father, I believe.
I write and say often, “If you are God then…”
But after 27 years of lessons from you…
and you mending what was broken…
and taming a rebellious heart….
and speaking to me in a voice I know is yours…
because a lamb knows the Shepherd’s voice…
and so many little miracles…
not “parting the sea” miracles…
or feeding 5,000…
or…
or…
or…
raising the dead miracles.
Just a million of your tiny touches on one. small. life.
They all pile up like a stack of shiny pennies.
So I know it would be senseless and silly to not believe.
Are you reaching for your dying child Father?
You have to be…
I read enough mamas to know…
that a mama couldn’t watch their child leave this life…
and not hold them.
and you love even better than the very best of mamas.
Please help her to know that you are there.
She needs to know you are there.
She believes, I believe, and soon Sara won’t believe anymore…
she’ll know.
And she’s not the only person dying….
she’s not the only one dying who knows you…
and I pray for them all to know you are reaching out to them.
In every human, earthly belief, there is the often dark shadow of doubt…
with claws to sink in deeply…
that can attack, and rip, and shred a faith – without a shred of mercy.
Lord, right now Sarah must need the deepest faith.
I want the shadows of doubt to recede.
I want her to know…to know…to know…right now…
with certainty and clarity.
Lord she believes…
help her unbelief.
Help Sara come home.
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And that’s it, my round the clock prayer for Sara.
I can’t stop the tears…
but the tears can’t stop the prayer…
Would you, if you’re not already, consider praying for her too?
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and for those of you…
who aren’t used to seeing posts from me on the weekend…
I’ll be posting every day…maybe multiple times…on both blogs…
as long as Sara remains on this side of heaven…
so please come back and be with me…
as I watch over her from afar.
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If she’s everything you write (and I easily believe she is) then I highly suspect that this child of God is holding on to her faith and will to her last breath. When attacks of evil rear their ugly heads and even try to come against her I believe she will resist; in which evil MUST flee if God’s Word is true. I also believe God when He says, “My grace is sufficient for you.” And I imagine there is a drip bag of Grace constantly flowing through her being while she still has a foot on this earth.
I used to question God…I know…the audacity, right? (praise Him for His mercy, whew) about His people suffering like they sometimes must and He gave me such a clear picture of His grace that my questions stopped and my doubts faded. Oh how I love Him!!!
I pray for Sarah that she is fully aware of His presence, that His presence surrounds, indwells, and permeates her very being and that while her body is weaker by the moment, her spirit soars in rapture towards a most incredible meeting.
How great is our God!!!
Victoria,”a drip bag of grace” – words full of awesome! And question God? I graduated from seminary still doubting his very existence – how’s that for audacious! And your last paragraph of your comment ((((( heart))))) God bless you, and thank you.
I am in tears . . . I am praying for Sara. May she feel God’s loving embrace holding her close.
Have faith, my friend . . .
I’m sorry, again, I’m so late in replying. But two weeks ago there was a week without near zero sleep. And this last week I’ve been overwhelmed with sadness for Sara Frankl. And as I stand vigil over Sara, from afar, along with so many others, and tears become as natural as breath, I’ve fallen behind, in reading – and commenting – and replying – and I’m sorry, because I heart your comments, and so today, finally, through the sad, powered by hope, and faith, and love, here’s my reply… I heart that you have been so patient with me…
… and Martha, I wonder a little about my faith at times like this, would my faith hold up? But I’m thinking so much of time, and eternity, and life, and death right now, and I’m believing for Sara. I’ve had a brush or two with death too, and faith has been stronger when I might’ve thought it would be week. I have very little in this life – faith, I seem to have a bag or two of. Thank you for praying for Sara, means a lot to me. God bless you my
So thankful for her life, and praying for her, and for you, too, Craig, and for sharing Sara with us.
A. Thank you for praying my friend,…my…friend ツ
God bless!!!
sorry…I meant Sara.
I have made that same mistake too many times ツ I guess her parents weren’t Hebrew enough ツ “ah” is the feminine Hebrew word ending. ツ God bless!
Craig, thank you for leading us in prayer for Sara. As I read today with tears and heaviness, this song came to my heart. One night when I was a small child, a bad storm was blowing hard and I was afraid. My father knelt beside my bed and sang this to me in Dutch. I never forgot that. Since then, I have found this song to embrace me in His arms, and I find comfort, safety, and love in it’s words. I hope it does the same for you as you pray for Sara. I join with you in that, Craig!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OV3MelnO90c&feature=player_embedded#!
Cora, thank you for sharing this song…it is beautiful, and new to me.
(((((heart)))))) I know you remember the post about when God shared with me the tug on the shoulder message. This was one of the songs I sang, alone in that church, as praise to him, in warmup for that message. First time I heard it I was playing orchestra back up for my High School choir – fell in love with it then – way before I was Christian – and so much more afterward. (((smile))))
I will pray for her Craig, and for you and all the others that I see love her. She is blessed!
thank you Kristen – she does have a cloud of both human and angelic witnesses and she leaves this earth– a special one that Sara ツ.I bless you Kristin!!
Crying . . .I can’t stop crying and praying either. I didn’t read her blog . . .didn’t know her even in that little way. And yet now she is touching me and all of blog land with a faith and love that shakes us. I’m wanting to think that God is supernaturally covering her. So that she has all those things that we are praying for her. Because God wants them for her too.
Thank you so much, Craig, for such a beautiful prayer and post for Sara. God bless you as you pray . . .
“a faith and love that shakes us.: – that she has – then one, and I tear up as I type this, one she will need no more – the other two will be surrounded by – and be living, and doing, perfectly, soon, thank you Debbie – and God bless you!
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