Guest Post from Chris: Her Name is Angel

Last month I met a little girl named Angel.  

She is three years old. She has an older sister and an older brother who adore her. 

I visit her twice a week to read books to her, sing songs with her, and pray for her healing. I have never seen her dance or laugh. I have never seen her smile or cry. I have never seen her awake. When I met her, she was already in a coma from which the doctors say there is no hope of recovery.  But . . . God. I serve a God of the impossible and I believe He can heal her. I had a dream recently where Angel was dancing and singing. In my dream, I wept and when I woke up, I continued weeping. I so long to see her awake- smiling, laughing, dancing. I know some day I will. 
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted. Matthew 5:4