In the last couple of weeks, I have asked the Lord to take me to a higher level. I even spoke to Sis. Sheila about this and she told me, "Get ready .... He's gonna do it!"

With the messages that Bro. Burgett and Bro. Harold are bringing forth along with both youth camps, I feel like it's time.

Like many others, I have prayed many prayers but at times, I felt like Jesus didn't hear them because I wanted my miracles and wanted them right then. Well, let me tell you about my miracle and answered prayer this week.

As many of you know, my sister has been waiting for a double lung transplant due to her CF that she has had since birth. She is now 31 years old. Bobbie was listed July 22, 2002, 3 weeks after the passing of Caitlyn.

I remember seeing Bobbie at her worst at my child's funeral and I thought "I can't bear to lose her too... it's just too much." My sister has had to live like this just to survive, unable to do the things we take for granted each and every day such as breathing.

I talked to Bobbie earlier in the week and she told me "I feel awful.... my lungs hurt so bad worse than ever before." She said she was sending me something in the mail. I thought, "What could I do for her?" I can pray in faith! I need to stand on my faith and know that I have the power and authority to ask for anything in Jesus' name!

So, the other night, I started praying, asking what she needed and believeing that Jesus would give her that transplant. There is a time and reason for every season and I consider this to be a good season for me because the Lord proved to me 2 years ago that He has overcome death.

On Friday morning, I awoke at 8:30 A.M., went outside, praying to Jesus as Bobbie was on my mind and my spirit told me "Today is a good day for transplant."

Let me tell you how big our God is!

At 10:30 A.M., Bobbie called me and said I just got the call! I knew from that moment that God had given me that miracle I had been asking for. I was blessing His name, thanking Jesus for everything, I tell you I was high on Jesus! My spirit was just filled with so much joy and peace I couldn't contain it! I remember my mother was at my house at that time and she said, "Don't get so excited - it could be another false alarm." I immediately rebuked her and said, "No, the Lord showed me, This is the day! It will happen and it will be good reports all around."

I called for prayer chain because all prayers are powerful, welcomed, and needed. I thank you, my church family, although you wouldn't know my sister if you saw her on the street, you still offered her up in prayer and we are grateful for that.

I told you Bobbie was sending me something in the mail, well it was a picture of Jesus carrying the cross - she free hand drew it and then painted it.

Bobbie went into the Operating Room at 4 P.M. and we were told it's a go and that she would be in surgery till 4 A.M. The doctor said the lungs looked really, really good and were a perfect match - no cutting to make them fit.

She came out of the OR at 1 A.M. and into ICU. She was a little unstable for a short time but it was to be expected after major surgery - they adjusted her meds and was fine.

Mom called at 8:30 A.M. Saturday morning and the nurse said they would keep Bobbie heavily sedated Saturday and Sunday.

I just had to call for myself at 10 A.M. and talked with her male nurse, whose name is Noah. Noah told me that Bobbie was doing amazingly well, that she was moving around, feeling a little pain, squeezing his hand, and they were going to take the breathing tube out at noon.

I called again at 2 P.M., Noah said, "the tube was out, lungs were working great and she was breathing on her own. They would give her an epidural for the pain and have her sitting up in the chair by the evening. She would be walking by midweek."

I called back at 8 P.M. to check on her and got to speak to her myself. We talked then about how the Lord told me it would be and she said, "Yes, I knew it, I prayed the whole flight."

I called again at 8 A.M. Sunday morning and spoke with her. She had a good night, they were gong to feed her breakfast and hopefully take out 6 of the 12 tubes today. She tells me she will be walking by this afternoon and I believe this in Jesus name!

My mom called me so excited about how far and quick her progression has been thus far. I told her "Think about it Mom, God has done all of this. Give Him all the glory and honor. I still believe that Jesus will bring my mom in, but it may take her seeing my sister, "the walking miracle." This is how big our God is!

Today is a day when I could be sad, knowing that 2 years ago today, we were having my child's funeral right here in this church, her casket laid at the altar. To me, God has taken a sad day and made it a good day. "For the Lord hath made this day." It shows me again that Jesus has overcome death and the grave! I give all the glory, honor, and praise to Him - my Savior!