Sprinkles

Sprinkles are what taste so good on top of my cup cake. Yet, over the past week's the Lord has given a new meaning of sprinkles to me! The road I am on has been painful and seams long. Yet, those sprinkles have been so sweet in this valley I walk through. Through out my life I have been blessed with many Christian friends who love our Lord Jesus. I have had the chance to pray for them and them for me. Yet, the day came when my heart was in a million pieces. Those sprinkles God had given me over the years showed up. My head was covered in sprinkles daily. I could feel them as I would open my eyes at 6 a.m. I could feel those sweet sprinkles in an email or a text to say I am praying. I could feel them grab me and whisper sweet prayers over me and this unborn baby boy. I could feel the sprinkles of prayers from Honduras. I could feel them when the day was long and the quiet of the night was so tough.  Week's have crept by since we found out the news of our unborn baby, Ward. The Lord has given me such comfort in these sprinkles. The many faithful Christians all around me, willing to pray for a friend in need. I feel blessed! This morning a teacher in carpool touched my hand and said "Kim I am praying for your baby." As I drove away I just thanked the Lord for my morning sprinkle!!!