September 23, 2026
This week we celebrate the power of prayer!
From KCC member, Kara MacPherson:
This past Sunday, I was blessed to share an update about my daughter's recovery since her catastrophic diving accident last September. I am so incredibly grateful for the prayers that went out from our community here at KCC, and I want you to know that they had an impact well beyond Kadyn's physical healing.
A part of the story that I didn't have time to share on Sunday was how prayer affected me, personally, throughout Kadyn's time in the hospital. I am a Type A planner, oldest child of five siblings, military wife, always the one who sets the pace. When I walked into that neurotrauma ICU room, I couldn't have been more out of my league. My entire life was turned upside down in an instant.
But our God is not a God of chaos. Crying out to Him gave me the anchor I needed to be able to persevere through times when I was watching my daughter in pain or when I just had no concept of what the next hour would hold. Pursuing a relationship with Him allowed me to see how He was working through Kadyn's life, even as she lay unconscious in the hospital bed. Spending time with Him aligned me with His will, and gave me a deeper understanding of the bigger purpose of what we were walking through. As my family and I drew nearer to God, we also grew closer to each other in the process because we were all aiming in the same direction. The peace and comfort I felt, in the midst of what had the very real potential to have been a scary and stressful experience, can only be attributed to the power of prayer.
God massaged my stubborn and independent nature, and gave me the courage to ask for help. He released me from the desire to know the future, and allowed me to see the blessings in the present. Kadyn's healing wasn't without pain, frustration, and learning everyday things anew, and in fact she is still healing. But we walk this road knowing that our God goes before us. We rest in the assurance that He is good, and that this journey He has us on will be for His glory.
I am eternally thankful for the gift of prayer.
Hear my cry, O God, listen to my prayer; from the end of the earth I call to You when my heart is faint. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I, for You have been my refuge, a strong tower against the enemy.
Pslam 61:1–3
This past Sunday, I was blessed to share an update about my daughter's recovery since her catastrophic diving accident last September. I am so incredibly grateful for the prayers that went out from our community here at KCC, and I want you to know that they had an impact well beyond Kadyn's physical healing.
A part of the story that I didn't have time to share on Sunday was how prayer affected me, personally, throughout Kadyn's time in the hospital. I am a Type A planner, oldest child of five siblings, military wife, always the one who sets the pace. When I walked into that neurotrauma ICU room, I couldn't have been more out of my league. My entire life was turned upside down in an instant.
But our God is not a God of chaos. Crying out to Him gave me the anchor I needed to be able to persevere through times when I was watching my daughter in pain or when I just had no concept of what the next hour would hold. Pursuing a relationship with Him allowed me to see how He was working through Kadyn's life, even as she lay unconscious in the hospital bed. Spending time with Him aligned me with His will, and gave me a deeper understanding of the bigger purpose of what we were walking through. As my family and I drew nearer to God, we also grew closer to each other in the process because we were all aiming in the same direction. The peace and comfort I felt, in the midst of what had the very real potential to have been a scary and stressful experience, can only be attributed to the power of prayer.
God massaged my stubborn and independent nature, and gave me the courage to ask for help. He released me from the desire to know the future, and allowed me to see the blessings in the present. Kadyn's healing wasn't without pain, frustration, and learning everyday things anew, and in fact she is still healing. But we walk this road knowing that our God goes before us. We rest in the assurance that He is good, and that this journey He has us on will be for His glory.
I am eternally thankful for the gift of prayer.
Hear my cry, O God, listen to my prayer; from the end of the earth I call to You when my heart is faint. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I, for You have been my refuge, a strong tower against the enemy.
Pslam 61:1–3
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