Another day of praying....

I can't seem to blog about my own life right now. I am glued to watching MckMama's blog and her twitters. Little Stellan's heart is still in SVT (supraventricular tachycardia). This is day number 3 for him. Her blog lastnight broke my heart. She has been so strong, so faithful, and in addition to that, in this blog I see more of the scared-to-death mom that we all know she must be. I have been praying for a woman, a baby, a family, that I have never met. It's weird. I've prayed a lot in my life, it is a daily, natural part of my life, and I would be lost without my talks with Jesus. I just can't believe the number of people that are praying to Him now, about Stellan. He is our Mighty God. He will do what is according to His will with this small baby. And that is hard to swallow. At least for me. What if it isn't what we want? What if Stellan doesn't make it? I hate that thought. But what will the thousand's of people that are continuously sending up prayers, think and feel? I know He knows what is best. I know He already has a plan. I know He just wants us to trust Him. This has all been such a thought-provoking time for me, that has me searching my heart and mind for answers, and for understanding that I may not know the answers here on this earth. Please pray. For Stellan. For his mom, dad, siblings. And for the nurses, doctors, volunteers. Pray for each other, across the world, that we lean on Him, and throughout this ordeal, there will be many that are convicted in their hearts about God's undying, unselfish, unconditional Love for Stellan, and for us.