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Carried.



I woke up on Thursday, May 2nd in a fog. A few nights of little sleep along with the emotions of the journey had taken its toll. I stumbled into the kitchen after the kids got off to school, made myself some breakfast, sat, and ate it. Friends of my parents were staying with us and the conversation around the table was muted.

After breakfast, I got a grocery bag out and got ready to take my guests to the store. I put my shoes on. I realized that I was supposed to be fasting. I felt like a failure. How could I have forgotten something so important? I had written a blog post inviting you all to join us for crying out loud. I stood at the front door in a daze. I looked at my dad's good friend and said, "I was supposed to be fasting."

He put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Jordan, let the church carry you."

How you all have carried us thus far. There are no adequate words. The gratitude in our hearts overflows. Thank you for joining us in fasting and prayer. We have experienced God's love and goodness through your prayers and encouragement. God's church is a beautiful thing and we are witnessing it first-hand.

But beyond the miracle of His church, we are being carried by God. How precious we feel as He cradles us in His hand and guides us through this journey. Miracles are all around us. The amount of God's people stepping into our journey is astounding. From dad's radiation oncologist, to the home visiting nurse (a lovely Christian lady from Zimbabwe), and the CCAC coordinator who attends a church in our fellowship. God has been so good to us.

And so the journey continues. Dad has completed radiation treatment and has been offered targeted treatment from the oncologist. We are so thankful he's eligible. We pray that the treatment does all it is supposed to do—but that God does even more! Continue to pray with us.

Even through our own journey, we know many of you are walking a difficult path as well. We are achingly aware of the needs and hurts around us. Let the church carry you. Our voices join so many on your behalf, and we lift you up to the throne of God in prayer. Know that God is with you, holding you secure in His palm—lovingly guiding your journey as you place your hope and trust in Him. You are being carried.

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  1. Much love and prayers today David and family!!

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  2. Continuing in prayer for your family!

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  3. Our Hugs and prayers are with you all, Paul and Michele. God bless you and yours

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  4. Bless you Jordan great writing and much more you will do . You are an amazing daughter to your parents so proud of you . Love you all so much and standing with you all in prayer . Victory in Jesus ! With God all things are possible .Psalm 77:14 Psalms 107:20 Love yah Treneta

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  5. Your words are always so beautiful Jordan. Such a peaceful thought that we are being carried. Now it’s our job to relax in the arms of the carrier just as our own children relax in our arms with full trust. Love the image! ❤️

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  6. Jordon, thank you for the beautiful & detailed update. Yes Jesus will carry us through and we are with you praying!

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  7. With you in prayer from across the miles - Malaysia.
    From Tryphena Mathius and family.

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  8. Jordan you have such a sweet spirit! Your Mom and Dad no doubt are very proud of you. We are so grateful for your blogs to keep us all updated. Your Dad and your entire family have sacrificed so much over the years to help support others. We now all consider it an honour to return that support by lifting each one of you in prayer, and believing alongside all of you for complete healing in Jesus Name!!! Big hugs and lots of love from the Ford family.

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  9. God Bless you abundantly with the great healing of our Lord Jesus Christ. Praise God for the healing that has already taken place. Thank you for sharing your journey with all of us. You have helped so many people over the years. It is a privilege to Pray for your family. You have inspired me to share my journey as I had my right leg amputated a few weeks for your ago a decision that took every ounce of prayer I could muster.
    Peace to all of you.

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  10. I have been thanking the Lord in advance for healing you, I am very happy to know you health is getting better. God bless you and family.

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