Miracle Needed

Pat Davids here, and I'm asking for a miracle.
I need your prayers, ladies and gentleman. Rather, I should say that my cousin Kay needs your prayers. She has a brain turmor. They were unable to get all of it in surgery and they are telling us she doesn't have much time left.

I'm a nurse and I've seen many a medical miracle in my time. There's just no way to explain how a baby's failing heart suddenly begins beating strongly when his mother is brought to his side. Shouldn't have happened, but it did. He's in high school now and I often think, what do we really know about medicine? We've only skimmed the surface of understanding. My friend, Jean, had a brain turmor. They gave her three months to live and she's doing well after four years now without a trace of cancer. They both got their miracles, is there one more?

I know there is. I know it as surely as I know there is a keyboard under my fingers. I also know miracle don't come around that often. So I'm praying for one more. I'm selfish. I want Kay to see another birthday, I want her to dance at her daughter's wedding. More than that, I want her to know how much she is loved.

I won't be by my computer today to reply until late tonight. I've got to go to the hospital, but leave me a note and I'll pass your words on to Kay tomorrow. She is a true believer, but even the bravest among us needs the help of others.
Blessings to all.