Tuesday evening, I received a Facebook message from a gal I graduated high school with.
One of our classmates has a daughter who had been in a serious car accident earlier that day. The young lady had been flown to a hospital in a larger city.
My friend was asking for prayers; she’d included nearly our entire class in the message. All eighteen of us. Because when you attend a small school in a tiny town, your graduating class doesn’t number very many.
Thank heavens for social media, though. Despite our years apart and the distance that separates us, we are coming together and praying for our friend’s daughter.
She’s got some serious injuries and is not out of the woods yet.
All of my classmates have children. Our mama and daddy hearts are hurting.
We are gathered together, though, as God’s Word promises, knowing that He does hear prayers, that He has a plan for young K’s life, and that He will work all things out for good.
Where two or more…say 18…are gathered, God is present.
Will you join us as we lift K, my friend Pam, her other daughter (not in the accident), and their other family up in prayer?
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