What is a friend? If I told you that my mind has been centered around friends of mine all day, praying for a miracle for them...would you think of them as less than friends if I told you they were people I'd never met?

I homeschool using Five in a Row and spend time everyday on the message boards there. But it's not just a homeschooling forum. It isn't just a place where I ask about math curriculum or for handwriting help. It's a family. A close, tight-knit, loving, caring family. A family that when you need something, the best and greatest something, they will provide it for you...they will pray for you without ceasing. They will reassure you, they will comfort you, they will storm the gates of heaven on your behalf. And they have likely never met you face to face.

And when one of our own is struggling, we bear the cross with them. We pray and pray to God Almighty that He shows our sister our endless love as He loves.

And tonight one of our sisters is so very desperate for a miracle and we've responded with overwhelming prayers. Yesterday her toddler was hit by a car. She posted briefly, while at the hospital, that her baby was in the PICU with severe brain injury...not expected to make it...and to pray. And that's all she had to say. And we prayed. And we still pray. But it doesn't look like God's plan is to keep that precious little boy on this earth. He will likely be home with Jesus by the time I am done writing this post.

And we weep with pain. And we still beg God for a miracle to save his life. And we sit staring at the word's on our computer screen and wonder how it's his time to go already. And we reach out to our own little one and hug them so close.

Last week, another one of the FIAR mama's posted about a friend of hers who was dealing with a very sick baby in the hospital. He was born in May and at the beginning of July his Mom took him to the hospital with concerns for his breathing. At the time the prayer request was being made last week, this precious little baby remained in the hospital since his initial visit in July. He suffered from a genetic disorder, found when he was admitted to the hospital. I visited C.'s blog everyday, begging and praying to God for a miracle to save her tiny little baby. But this morning she let us know that he went home to Jesus today.

I know I shouldn't question God. It's all in His plan. But these are just babies.

I'm off to kiss my boys yet again. Thankful that I was given another day with them.