Slowing Down...

I had a VERY sick little boy this week. 

 There were moments, I was very frightened for my son. He ran fever for five days. Sometimes, the fever spiked to 104.4 degrees. For a child, that had NEVER experienced sickness outside of the sniffles, it was hard to see him suffer day in and day out.

At one point, I was holding him on the couch.  While I prayed over him, he began to cry.

 My heart broke...

"Mama," he cried.  In sobbing tears, "Why doesn't Jesus heal me?"

All I could say is,"He is sweetheart, He is."

Then I tried to make sense of his suffering. 

Still, through his tears, he replied, "haven't I suffered enough mama?"

"YES, sweet boy, you have."

Then, I had no more words out loud.

Only, deep prayer for him, and all mothers' that have held their children in sickness. 

Pleading.

  With the One Who holds the power to Heal.  As he drifted off to a feverish sleep, my throat tightened and hot tears fell. I cried knowing my boy would get better. Maybe, not today. Maybe, not tomorrow, but one morning he would wake up and feel better. 

But for a moment,

I let myself feel the heartache, of not knowing that for sure. 

That night the fever broke, and left his body for the final time.
I had slept at his bedside for five days. Never really resting. Afraid he may need me and I would be asleep.  That night, we both rested peacefully.

He is slowly regaining his strength. This illness, took the stuffing right out of him. He lost thirteen pounds. I MADE him drink constantly throughout, but for days he could only tolerate small bites of applesauce.

Life...... has a way of slowing us down.  

Right, when we think we couldn't possibly slow down at this moment. 

I let everything go for a week, and focused on the needs of my child.

I have never been so thankful that this is MY JOB, in life.  That I am blessed and able to serve my family.

the Lord is the strength of my life...

          Psalm 27:1