I have been a believer in Christ my entire life.  I do not have one of those testimonies where I felt the Lord calling me when I was 8, or 20.  I have always had Jesus in my heart and knew that he loved me and died for my sins.  I do not know what it is like to have nothing to believe in.

  

Yet, I am still consistently amazed at the love and support that people give to others when tragedy strikes.  When Sarah lost David, I saw people reach out to her and David's family.  Many only knew Sarah from 10 years ago.  Some did not know either one of them and just knew a friend or family member.  It was through these days that I looked  teary-eyes as my best friend received hugs, cards, and donations form people that even she did not know.  It seemed that love and prayers poured out from the cracks and crevices of the world. 

And now, a year and half later, I see this outpouring of love again.  From Facebook status' and profile pictures, to prayers being said all around the country..love is being sent to a little girl.  A little girl who has a long road ahead of her, but is fighting like a true champ.  Lindsey and Jered have felt the prayers and warm wishes from many people who, again, just know a family member or friend.  

It is because of these times, that I refuse to lose hope in the goodness of the world.  I hear many say that our country is going downhill, and that things aren't like they used to be.  Well-- maybe I am naive but I still stay true to the view that despite some horrific things that happen in our world, there are people that cling to the hope of the Lord and let their light shine through them.  I tend to see the little rays of sunshine peeking through the dark cloud, and give thanks.  

Keep praying for Brooklyn and for all the sweet angels in the NICU.  Their families could all use a little sunshine in their lives.