i would ask you to pray for her.

this afternoon i held her hand and read this aloud.  she closed her eyes and the words seemed to settle her soul.

i kissed her forehead and told her that she could take a nap when the clock told me i really needed to go.  she looked at me for another second and i wondered if i could step away and leave her alone in that bed.  i squeezed her hand again and forced myself to turn.   i stopped at the door and glanced back to see her laying there, eyes closed, with that one hand that moves clutching her sheet.

right now she needs a miracle to live.  so please pray.