So Sunday was Fast Sunday. I got up, didn't eat, went to church. As I was sitting in Sacrament I had realized that I hadnt prayed about anything to fast about; I was simply just skipping meals...my fast was not really a fast. So at that moment I silently said a prayer of fasting. I'll share what I fasted for. I fasted that Corbin might gain his strength and health back. That he might be sent home in the Lords due time. I fasted that I might have a feeling of comfort when they told me the time was right for him to go home. I didn't want to question them sending him home too early.
I usually don't call the NICU, but on the way to Aarons mom's house for Sunday dinner I decided to call the NICU and check in on Corbin. The nurse told me something that amazed me ...
Corbin came home. Tuesday. When I talked to the nurse Sunday she had said they were pretty sure they would have us room in at the hospital with Corbin Monday night and we could take him home Tuesday!
Was I expecting Corbin to come home this week? By all means, not at all. But I know that the Lord knows all, and I know He knew the time was right.
Sometimes we don't know what others are going through. Sometimes people we love deeply need our support and love and faith. Can I ask something? Could ya'll keep my sweet cousin, Nikki and her family in your prayers. I know prayers have helped me through our NICU process, and has helped Corbin in so many ways. I know every prayer will help my lovely cousin. Even though we may not know what others go through ... we know what we can do to help them.
Thank you all who have helped me and my testimony grow and grow. I love my friends and family. I love this Gospel and I love the little sweet tender whisperings of the Spirit that testify to me new things each and every day.