I Chronicles 4:9,10

"And Jabez was more honorable than his brothers, and his mother named him Jabez saying, "Because I bore him with pain." Now Jabez called on the God of Israel, saying, "Oh that Thou would bless me indeed, and enlarge my border, and that Thy hand might be with me, and that Thou wouldst keep me from harm, that it may not pain me!" And God granted him what he requested."

Back in 2001, my husband and I sat in an audience listening to James Ryle bring the challenge of the prayer of Jabez. God touched our hearts together and we made a commitment to pray the prayer daily, with the understanding of the consequences. As God began to change us, my husband gave our 23 year old son the book and asked him to read it. Jaxon told us a few days later he had taken it to bed and thought he'd read a bit of it before going to sleep. The next day he was calling on the phone early saying, "This is amazing! I can't wait to start this. I know God is going to do something!"
(Later his mentor James and his wife who lived upstairs called to tell me, "We're in bed, fast asleep since it's 2:00 in the morning, and this insane guy comes bursting into the bedroom, flipping lights and shaking me! We're scared to death and then realize who it is and he's yelling,"You've got to read this, man! You've got to read this right now!'")

Jaxon was on fire. He had accepted Christ at 7 years old, and was a knowledgeable, caring boy.But he had never met Jesus like he did that day. We were excited. We had been walking through the valley for several years and had been clinging to God to heal a sad marriage, broken relationships and employment woes. I had been praying for two years for God to do something; anything! And then the Jabez thing showed up.

About 10 days later I was on my way from work going to my husband's work to take him some ice cream. As I turned into the street to his hotel, I saw his car speeding towards me. I rolled down the window; he didn't even slow down but yelled "Get to Jaxon!" I whirled the car around and followed him to Jaxon's condo. I prayed over and over, "Please God! Not my Jaxon!"

There in 5 minutes, our eldest blessing was on the floor in the end of a grande mal seizure. His roommate;s girlfriend had called for help and kept him from choking. They loaded him into the ambulance.

We didn't have a hospital then, so they called our doctor who was not happy with what he heard and sent him immediately to the hospital, 60 miles away. His dad rode with him and I followed in the car. I will never forget parking that car, racing into the emergency room and seeing him lying there; his dad and the doctor leaning over him. He was in horrible pain. As they rolled him to get a CT scan, the doctor said, "I know what this is. He's had a brain aneurysm and you need to make a decision right now. The helicopter is ready; where do you want him to go?" I said give me the list. He began reeling off names and I said "That's it!" (Holy Spirit!)

Jaxon was so big we couldn't ride with him to the hospital 4 hours away. Our other 'kids' showed up with our younger children and when they saw the situation, took them with them.

We drove back home, grabbed a suitcase and were on the road. God made me go to sleep! That was not me! Later, I found out about Dad's first and second visions.

TO BE CONTINUED .

I have waited for 10 years for a time and a place to start telling this story. My husband, Scott, and I have been living a peculiar path for 11 years and have known it was all for His glory. It is a hard story to live again, but I feel that it is time. I hope anyone who happens in on this story will begin to see the work of the Most High God.


Shalom! secondrider