Ahh, my precious little one. You are incredible...strong...intelligent and independent.
But now, in this moment...these days... your body is weak. You cry tears of defeat and I cry tears... of defeat.
What am I to do? How can I take this illness away... out of your body? Make you healthy and free of pain?
The mother's cry. Is it heard by God? I have hope that He sees my weakness, in spite of appearances. Does he cry this same prayer for us? I hold out and can only imagine the cry of a mother who is losing... I can't even say it. It's just too much.
"God, take these fears and this pain and my vulnerability. Make it a blessing. Make us stronger."
Tomorrow, this virus...this pain my child is experiencing will be less. He will laugh and run. And I... I will have immense thanks for a healthy, strong, intelligent and independent child. He truly is incredible. So is our boy.
We have much to be thankful for.
I am thinking of you and praying that this illness passes through Lucas quickly. The helpless feeling of a mother when her child is sick is often so hard to bare. Be strong! Tomorrow will come better things.
ReplyDeleteOh, poor little man. And poor you. Hang in there...
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ReplyDeleteI'm sorry Lucas is still sick. Praying for your family.