Hope

Daisy was up Friday morning at 2:30 AM with a coughing spell that wouldn't stop.  I brought her into bed with me while Joey set up the humidifier in her room.  I was surprised that she stayed so still on my chest while while I sang to her and rubbed her back.  This is the first time I have had to get Daisy out of bed in the middle of the night for at least 9 months or so.  It felt so different to hold my much bigger baby in my arms in the darkness of the morning.  To hear her raspy breaths and feel her warm forehead on my cheek took me back to when she was even littler and sick all the time but, she is still helpless all the same.  I took my time walking her back to her crib.  I was in no hurry to put her down.  I rocked her by her bedside and prayed for lungs to ease up on her.  She was so tired that she never stirred and when I finally laid her back in her bed she curled up without a peep even ignoring the jet like roar of the humidifier.  I walked back to bed and heard another nasty cough on the monitor, said another prayer and pleaded with God to give her rest and then all praise to Him, there was silence and she slept the rest of the morning in peace.  Thank you Jesus!

Needless to say, we are staying home from church today so that we don't spread our sickness to other poor families trying desperately to stay healthy.  I think I am going to be reading some of Francis Chan's Crazy Love this morning (a fantastic read!!) to be my church alternative and I'm breathing in the sweet perfume of the verses I've shared in this post today.  I am always carrying what feels like a heavy heart these days and fatigue is a constant companion.  The day to day struggle to hold on to my own joy in the midst of my husband's battle with depression is a challenging one but, I give God all the glory for sustaining me, giving me rest and giving me so many things to be thankful for.  I am learning more life lessons than my brain can contain and I look forward to the day when I can give back to others who are struggling in a similar battle.  I look forward to paying forward and sharing more in depth with you all as well as I'm sure I am not the only one walking this road.  Meanwhile, I ask that you pray for our family but, not worry for us.  God is good and we are going to be okay.  HE works all things together for our good and this too will pass.

And to conclude on a lighter note...Daisy is currently tugging on my leg and asking for a sip of my "tahpee (coffee)."  I guess it's not a good sign when one of her many first words is coffee because that means that somebody is giving her sips...and shamefully I only have myself to blame.  The horror!  hehehe  Just a couple tiny sips people...tiny and it's SO worth it to hear her ask for, "tahpee, tahpee," every morning and then after giving her a tiny sip, "mmmmmmmmm, tahpee."  I'm cracking up right now!! hahaha




Psalm 34:18
"The LORD is close to the brokenhearted; he rescues those whose spirits are crushed." (NLT)

Psalm 10:17
"LORD, you know the hopes of the helpless. Surely you will hear their cries and comfort them." (NLT)

Psalm 94:19
"When doubts filled my mind, your comfort gave me renewed hope and cheer." (NLT)


Psalm 121
A song of ascents. ^1" I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
   where does my help come from?
² My help comes from the LORD,
   the Maker of heaven and earth.
 ³ He will not let your foot slip—
   he who watches over you will not slumber;
⁴ indeed, he who watches over Israel
   will neither slumber nor sleep.
 ⁵ The LORD watches over you—
   the LORD is your shade at your right hand;
⁶ the sun will not harm you by day,
   nor the moon by night.
 ⁷ The LORD will keep you from all harm—
   he will watch over your life;
⁸ the LORD will watch over your coming and going
   both now and forevermore."