At 4:30 am I was finally and completely asleep when I heard my oldest son yelling "MOM"! I could hear the pain in his voice and quickly got out of bed to take care of him. He complained of his head and body hurting so I put my hand on his forehead to check his temperature. I was shocked and surprised by the level of heat that I felt so I took his temperature and discovered it was 103.9!
Ugh....the nasty flu!!!
After giving him medicine, a cool washcloth and a bottle of water I went back to bed but soon after getting settled in I was summoned to his room once more. This time he just wanted me to read him a book for a while. (BTW - reading books at 5:00 in the morning isn’t my first choice of activity)
I was a bit surprised by his choice; he picked out "The Cross and The Switchblade" by David Wilkerson. After finishing the first chapter I tucked him back into bed and made my way back to my bedroom to attempt to sleep one more time. Shortly after I got comfortable my son was in my bedroom excitedly sharing with me that he just prayed for himself and immediately his head stopped hurting. His fever was down to 99 degrees and he was pain free!
I am so thankful and blessed to have been able to share this moment with my son. It was a great moment for me to be able to see him exercise his own faith and trust God in a time of need. As a mom my immediate reaction is to want to take all of his suffering away and protect him from all harm, but I realize that I can’t. What reassures me however is that at the end of the day I know that he is wholeheartedly abandoned to God who can do a much better job protecting and caring for my son than I can.
“Thank you Jesus for your healing power and for just a glimpse of your glory. My heart rejoices in the display of faith and love my son has in you.”
I am so thankful and blessed to have been able to share this moment with my son. It was a great moment for me to be able to see him exercise his own faith and trust God in a time of need. As a mom my immediate reaction is to want to take all of his suffering away and protect him from all harm, but I realize that I can’t. What reassures me however is that at the end of the day I know that he is wholeheartedly abandoned to God who can do a much better job protecting and caring for my son than I can.
“Thank you Jesus for your healing power and for just a glimpse of your glory. My heart rejoices in the display of faith and love my son has in you.”
Praise God Almighty and His precious son, ,Jesus. Very touching
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