My mom, as long as I can remember, has kept a tradition of lighting a candle in our kitchen any time we hear of someone in dire need of prayer. Normally it’s a car accident, or someone undergoing surgery. Until we hear of the person in need pulling through, it will be there. For days. I remember when I was a child, one time it was lit for weeks for a girl names Hope who they thought would never walk again after a car wreck, but today she does. It helps us all to remember to lift up this friend in prayer, each time we walk through the house and see it.
This is what remains of today’s candle, sitting on the back of our wood cook stove. It is for Jon.
Jon is the brother of my sister’s particular friend. He’s a 20 year old young man who was stricken with a seizure this morning and rushed to the hospital. A CAT scan revealed a mass on his brain. They don’t know what it is, but anything on the brain is obviously Not Good. Last we hears, they were going to do an MRI, but we haven’t hear anything beyond that.
Please pray for Jon.