"Would you skip a day of dialysis for Samuel?" I heard it loud and clear. I was asleep and all of a sudden I was aware of this conversation happening. "Of course I wouldn't." My mind immediately answered. "Then why do you skip days of reading the Word?" was the response, and then the voice was gone. It was still dark, and I guessed it to be around four in the morning. I was sleeping beside my daughter, as I was too tired to go up and down the stairs again tonight when either his dialysis machine beeped (asking for me to reposition him), or her glucose sensor alarm went off (alerting me her blood sugar was either too high or too low). I knew that it was the Lord that had just entered the room of my thoughts. There are times like these when I know His voice. It's direct. Clear. Wise; concepts that immediately make sense, but that I know I did not think, because after it's gone, I am still trying to reason, or process, what was just said
We are all overcomers through Christ Jesus alone.