First of all, here is "Jacob" himself, the focus of our prayers:
All I'm doing now is writing one of my usual letters to God, but this time I am going public, so you all can pray along with me.
How my heart aches for my "Jacob"! I truly worry about him, God; in his pictures he looks as if he's starving. I beg of You to keep him comfortable as he waits for his Mommy and Daddy to see him and come. As I prayed last night, please get him good food and nutrition, sunshine and fresh air, bouncy balls and bubbles, puzzles and building blocks, kind nannies and orphanage workers, friendships, the medical care he needs, and a warm bed at night. In short, God, please grant my "Jacob" the basic quality of life every human deserves, and FIND HIM A FAMILY SOON!
Thank You, God, for listening, to my whispers, my pleas, and my shouts, for my "Jacob," "my" little boy, my everything.
(Now everybody reading this needs to jump on the bandwagon and pray too!)
And just in case you forgot what he looks like (haha), here is "Jacob" again:
"Don't tell God how big your storm is; tell your storm how big your God is."
I believe in God.
I believe in God.
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- I am a bipolar, Jewish young adult (had my Hebrew birthday, the one I count, and turned 23 this past January) who also suffers from Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy. I love life and I live for my best friends: they are my purpose and my reason for trying so hard. I remain passionately devoted to those I love; I will not let my disorders make me totally self-centered. I like to read, write, and sew. My Rabbinical school plans did not work out, and I am now hoping to go into the field of Early Childhood Education. Please note: I am currently maintaining only Carried in His Hands. Enjoy!