Out of the depths O God, have I called out to you. From the lowest point I look to you; where else can I go? God my eyes are fixed on you. You are my help. When I called, you answered.
I think I could add a whole new book of Psalms, couldn't you? The things that happen in this world called "LIFE." :) The good thing is that weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.
I prayed that Philip would be breathing well before he traveled to India. I could not imagine him struggling and sitting up and rolling all over the seat in the plane, like he does at home in his bed. Even with the CPAP machine, he was struggling. Over the past two weeks, however, he has made significant improvement. In the middle of the night, he would pull off his breathing mask, and for a little while, sleep normally. I felt that he was improving. His speech is also clearing a little bit, and is a little more easier to understand, as opposed to the way it was in March.
Now, you could ask me, well, why not heal his back in the same manner? That way he doesn't even have to go to India. You are right. The thought did cross my mind, but I will not let it linger there. God is God, and I am not. I know He is Sovereign. We learned in Sunday School, God can create "something out of nothing." That is the original translation of Genesis 1:1. That was just mindblowing to me. I praise God for his sovereignity and trust Him completely.
He heard me, out of the depths.