Healing....

Nothing seems to come easily......

There is so much to learn.....

My son's healing is no exception......

What seems to be both sensical and reasonable expectation, ironically seems vastly distant and not easily attainable.....

But I continue to try and not be discouraged by the hopefulness I seek.....

My petitions for healing envelope my thoughts, casting shadows on my outlook..... 

Why must this ill force unrelentlessly  grip my son?

Why can we not penetrate it's membrane and begin to breakdown its outer crust?  Why are its pores so closed to receiving comfort and healing in this body it has abducted with no authorization???

I feel abandoned in my latest attempt to reason with this beast that unwelcomely resides within my son.....

I feel like my compass is broken and therefore my direction and current location are undetectable.....

What now???? 

Where do we go from here????

Do we proceed with more agressive tactics that could cause more negative results???

Do we respond with a co-existence of sorts???? Accepting that this uninvited guest may live with us indefinitely, maybe for the long-haul, demanding destruction and any healthy, productive future prognosis????

I have no answers, for the moment.....

But I am listening for my Father's wisdom... 

I am aching for my Father's healing......

And I open my arms and my ears waiting for his divine purpose to light my path.....

I am here, Father, waiting, hoping, asking for your divine love to lead me through this darkness....

Find me.....

Find him......