If I could get super-personal for a minute, I would tell you that one of the greatest struggles for Matt and me (as parents) is patience. I have been praying that God would grant me more patience, an especially helpful gift during these cold months. (The children have been bouncing off the walls, literally. It is really funny.) Anyway, the moment my plea for the gift of patience left my lips, I began to get a little anxious. God has an incredible sense of humor, this I know.
CROUP. All the way around. Every single child.
What can I do but praise Him for the opportunity to practice patience?
This picture was taken at 2am. It was way below freezing outside. This was the second round of cold, dry air for Nate. Poor Matt barely slept at all. I was in charge of the warm, humid shower therapy inside...Matt wore his jacket, hat and gloves all night long. I absolutely HAD TO document this moment. This picture speaks so loudly to me of God's grace. When Matt came back inside, we looked at eachother and said, "I have nothing left." An incredible peace came over me. His grace was sufficient. We could do this...He could do this through us.
Now that we are healthy, I think back to those late nights and early mornings and marvel at God's grace.
I am done being grateful now. No more licking the shopping carts at Wegmans, Sarah! I am done with sickness for the year.
I'm glad you guys are all feeling better. We miss all of you!
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