I PRAY EVERY DAY THAT GOD WOULD COMPLETELY HEAL my husband. If you could overhear my prayers, they’d sound something like this: Good morning, God. Is today the day you’re going to heal Martin? Because if you heal him, I promise to give you all the glory. Every time I pray that prayer, I feel as if God responds in the same way in my heart: I know, Laura. I know you will. But what if the healing is a process? What if it’s going to be a long road that requires more sleepless nights than you’ve ever imagined?
