If you read my last post, you know how scared and anxious I was leading up to our daughter’s brain surgery. It was a day we had been anticipating for months—a day I had deeply dreaded. I spent those months pleading with God: Stop this if it’s not Your will. Stop it if she won’t still be our E after it’s all over.

But instead of closing doors, God kept confirming that this was His will.

In vulnerably pouring out my heart in that post, something miraculous happened—the Lord silenced my fear. It was instantaneous and unmistakable. The only way to describe it is – “the peace that passes all understanding.” A peace I had wrestled with—and failed to fully grasp—over the course of the two-year journey leading to that operating room.

It was the peace my daughter lived with. The peace my husband carried all along. And finally, I could meet them there. I could walk beside them, boldly and unshaken, to the OR.

As the day unfolded, God’s hand was evident in every detail. His sovereignty that brought us to that moment was undeniable. And so was His strength in my weakness. His peace in my chaos. His calm in the storm.

There was no fear—only faith.

No dread—only hope.

No panic—only His presence.

No tears—until I got the text: All done! Ensley did great. 🙂 (they added a smiley face!)

And she is here. And she is still our E. She’s healing and recovering as expected.

Prayer is powerful. And so is our faithful, loving Heavenly Father.

Our girl is so strong and so full of faith. We are overwhelmed with gratitude for the many miracles that were prayed for and seen that day.

“Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.”

Philippians 4:6-7