Dear Lord, I want to bring my stepdad Bill into Your throne room--or at least bring his name and his situation to You. I suppose it is up to You and to him to get the two of you together. I wish--I pray--for the opportunity to KNOW what his spiritual condition is. If I am to be one of the people that You use to share the Gospel with him, then please ensure that I know when and where, and please also ensure that I am there. I guess that might mean that I need to spend more time there. Yes?
So, precious Savior, please keep Bill alive long enough--and keep his mind "alive" long enough, too--for him to have the chance to respond to Your invitation to eternal life. Wednesday is the PET scan. Grant him and Mom Your favor, and may I be so bold as to ask for an encouraging result? Cancer is a terrible thief, and I know that You don't always intervene in the normal course of illnesses or other human tragedies (a la C.S. Lewis); so, apart from some miraculous action and a specifically God-exalting purpose, I won't expect a complete cure. I will expect, because You promise it, that You will "tarry" in order for Bill to come to repentance. The Lord is not slow about His promise, as some count slowness, but is patient toward you, not wishing for any to perish but for all to come to repentance. 2 Peter 3:9 Please?
And for Mom, peace. Relief from anxiety. A radical acceptance of Your will. More peace. Please give her comfort from Your heart. I'll do whatever You tell me to do to accomplish Your will in their lives. In Jesus's name~Amen.
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