My Hope is in Him

Yesterday was perhaps one of the most difficult days I’ve shared with Emily in a number of years. I think she had an illness to go along with trying to recover from hip surgery.

She began wheezing a few days ago and we didn’t know if she had a cold or was allergic to something from the hospital. Yesterday she began to have multiple seizures as well as the wheezing. There was pain in her hip and her tummy. Her skin was white and waxy and and it looked like the life was flowing out of her.

There was absolutely nothing I could do for her. There was no pain medicine, no breathing treatment, no seizure medicine that was going to make things better. We tried them all.

I prayed for her constantly yesterday; I put my hope in God. Emily has another seizure before she goes to sleep for the night, and I’m still praying. During the night Jeff hears her calling and he rouses me. I go in and comfort her to the best of my ability and then go back to bed.

This morning I am awakened by the sound of her voice, “Om? Om?” When I go into her room I see my daughter, just as she always is. No pain really, waiting for me to adjust her blankets and looking around for someone to talk to. And then I realize, I have my daughter back! Wow!

Thanks be to God covers me with his loving kindness and shows compassion on the weak! My hope is in Him.