A few months ago, I really felt like God was asking me to pray for someone. This someone was the little sister of an old boyfriend of mine from college. Her name is Mollie. I always adored her and thought she was very special, but had not spoken to her in almost 8 years! (uh-oh....I'm revealing my age) Anyway, I could not shake this nagging feeling like she needed prayer. So I went on the internet and googled their family. I was so sad to learn that just a year ago - that day - Mollie and her husband lost their 8 month old little girl. My heart sank, I felt so heavy and all that I could do was pray. What a terrible, horrific experience. I can only imagine what I would do if faced with that kind of pain. So I prayed and prayed for her peace and healing. But that didn't seem like it was enough. I decided to send a letter to her parents. I did not want to upset her, and felt weird about contacting her brother after all these years. (who is now married with 6 children of his own!) I wrote that God loved them and wanted peace and happiness for them in the midst of their grief and just to let them know that Dan and I were praying for them. A few months went by, with no word about whether they received my letter and began to doubt myself. The last thing I had wanted was to stir up old hurts and upset anyone.
I was just thinking about her the other day when I went home and there was an email from Mollie's mom. They were happy to hear from me and were grateful that I had written them. And THEN today I got an email from Mollie herself. She filled me in a little about her daughter's life and how she died. I think I was most amazed because in just the words of her email, I could sense her joy. God had really healed her over the last year and it has strengthened her relationship with Him. What an amazing testimony. I set out trying to minister to her, and in the end I feel as if I have been ministered to.