I’m writing this from the recliner in my room while Neziah happily plays with his cars at my feet. A few weeks ago, I was writing updates from a hospital chair beside his bed. The shift in setting may seem small, but to my heart, it’s everything. It’s a glimpse of answered prayer, a whisper that healing is still happening, and a reason to give thanks.
Two Hospitals in One Month
If you’ve read Neziah’s miracle story, you know July began with us in the hospital with him. What you don’t know is that July ended with me in a different hospital altogether, caring for another close family member. Two completely separate valleys in the same month, and one faithful God who carried our family through both.
I never imagined it was possible, but God carried me. Along with your prayers. You didn’t even know how much I needed them. Neither did I.
Those weeks stretched me in ways I didn’t expect. My days were full of traveling back and forth, tending to the needs of our home and family, and holding tight to the Lord through it all.
Yet I wasn’t crushed. I was carried.
Carried by Your Prayers
From the moment I shared our needs with those closest to us, prayer lists began to grow. Family, friends, and even readers we’ve never met in person lifted both situations to the Lord.
We felt those prayers every single day.
In peace that didn’t make sense.
In strength to keep going.
In the moments when God’s glory broke through in unexpected ways.
Rain in the Valley, Rainbow on the Horizon
On our last night in the hospital, a heavy rainstorm rolled in. As I listened to it beat against the windows, the Holy Spirit whispered promises that God was still working.
Later that evening, I took Neziah for a walk just outside our unit. And there it was: a rainbow arched across the sky over the very hospital where my brain healing began just last year.
A promise, plain as day, that He remembers His word to heal and restore.
God’s Presence in the Everyday
One of those reminders came in the aisles of Walmart. I was picking up what we needed at the hospital when a simple notebook caught my eye. Its cover read: God, Goals, and Growing. A little wink from the Lord, reminding me that even in the ordinary, He still speaks.
In the hospital garden, between appointments and tests, we found quiet moments to breathe. Surrounded by flowers and fresh air, I was reminded again: He plants beauty in hard soil.
One of the blooms reminded me of our garden back home in the Ozarks, the trees, the stillness, the beauty of life still growing. That simple moment felt like a thread of home, right here in the middle of it all.
Sharing God’s Hope in the Hospital
While I was with Neziah, I kept my Bible open in his hospital room. Not just for me, but as a quiet witness. Nurses noticed. Staff stopped to talk.
That open Bible opened doors to share hope with people I never would have met otherwise.
In the hallways, the elevators, the family room, even in the hospital garden, I shared my testimony with anyone who needed hope. Some conversations were short. Some ended in prayer.
I met other parents and families walking through their own valleys. Some shared prayer requests. Others simply nodded or paused for a moment longer. I added names to our family’s prayer wall.
If you or someone you love is walking through a valley too, we’d be honored to pray with you. You can visit our Prayer Wall to share a request or lift up others.
Every name matters. Every prayer is heard.
I am a walking miracle. And I believe that with faith, prayer, and surrender, you can homestead miracles in your life, too.
When Strength Comes in the Middle of the Valley
Fear thou not; for I am with thee. Be not dismayed, for I am thy God. I will strengthen thee. Yea, I will help thee. Yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness. ~ Isaiah 41:10
There were moments in July when exhaustion pressed in. But never once did God leave us without the strength we needed for that day. Never more than we needed. Never less.
Answered Prayers Along the Way
We saw God answer in tangible ways:
Peace for Neziah during procedures
Kindness in hospital staff
Protection during long drives
Strength to care for both loved ones without collapsing
These were not small mercies. They were prayers answered.
Evidence that the Lord is near.
Still Walking the Road Ahead
We’re still navigating Neziah’s ongoing care and praying for wisdom in every decision. I’m not ready to share all the details just yet, but please know: your prayers are still needed. And deeply appreciated.
Every step forward reminds us: God is not finished with this story.
From My Heart to Yours
I’m still a mama standing in the gap. Praying bold prayers. Speaking life.
Trusting the God who healed me to heal my son, too.
We are declaring full healing over Neziah. That every signal in his body will be clear. Every neural pathway strong. His brain and nervous system will function in perfect harmony, just as God designed. We are praying for supernatural wisdom in every decision, divine timing in every next step, and for peace to flood our home.
I believe God is answering. I see it in small steps and unexpected moments,
and I give Him all the glory.
Thank you for praying with us, believing with us, and standing firm in faith.
Every bit of progress is a testimony in the making. We give God all the glory for what He has done and for what He is still doing.
The story isn’t over. Our God still heals, and miracles still grow.
Trusting the One Who Heals and Watching Miracles Grow,
Heidi 💗
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