one. HUNDRED.

This morning I woke up, and took a deeeeeep breath. Knowing full-well what today is, or could be, left me feeling both bewildered and thrilled. Believe me, that's an odd mix of emotions.

You see, when one has Epilepsy, each day without a seizure is a great day. But, no one likes to talk about how long it's been due to the immense fear that the moment you talk about it out loud, that will be the moment another seizure will strike.

Today a dear friend asked me, "When was the last time Renn had a seizure?" I gulped. I knew the answer, but all I kept thinking was, do I dare tell her?? It will happen if I do!


But it hit me... Not only CAN I tell her, I SHOULD tell her. This woman prayed and prayed for us, after all. Why shouldn't I share what God has done in Renn's life?

Quietly, meekly, I muttered the answer. And then I shared with her my struggle with my superstition. As I spoke, I heard myself say something so dumb. My sweet friend called me on it. She said, "You know, thinking that [you telling the number of days it's been will jinx it] means you think your words have all the power. And Bethany, they don't. God does."

She's absolutely right. We have been praying and praying, and there's no reason to sit on this secret! GOD has helped Renn this far. He deserves the praise... It's all Him.

So, with that, our precious Jedi has something he'd like to share with you...

Praise the Lord!
Praise, O servants of the Lord,
praise the name of the Lord!

Blessed be the name of the Lord
from this time forth and forevermore!
From the rising of the sun to its setting,
the name of the Lord is to be praised!

Psalm 113: 1-3