Hands Held Up:
My Mother-in-law (I prefer to call her my Mother-in-grace, the most amazing, godly, wise woman I have even met. I am blessed to call her mom) reminded me of a Moses story today. After Moses leads the people out of Egypt they end up in battle with Amalek (Exodus 17). Moses sends Joshua and an army out to fight. Moses, Aaron and Hur went to the top of a hill. " Whenever Moses held up his hand, Israel prevailed and whenever he lowered his hand, Amalek prevailed. But Moses' hands grew weary, so they took a stone and put it under him, and he sat on it, while Aaron and Hur held up his hands, one on one side, and the other on the other side. So his hands were steady until the going down of the sun. And Joshua overwhelmed Amalek and his people with the sword." (verses 11-13).
This story reminded me of a few things. First, this is a battle. This is a battle over Levi's life. The events in the next few weeks to months will greatly change his life. Secondly, I wanted to thank all you for your prayers and support. For providing a rock for Andrew and I to sit on and for holding up our arms to the Lord. I, especially, am tired and weary. I struggle daily with my ability to trust that God is soverign. I am so greatful for so many amazing people to come along side us to fight this battle. I can't express this enough. Thank you for holding me up.