My baby boy is always sick....or at least I feel like that is the truth. Some issue is always arising...teeth, colds, fever, asthma and another cold. It rips my heart out to see him in such discomfort. I want to stop everything I am doing and just hold him in my arms.
Then I get to thinking........and I am reminded that all is well, that I have been blessed beyond belief through this child. I am reminded of families like Gavin's that struggle in a way that will rock your faith and bring you to tears....if they have the faith and strength to push forward then so should I.
Perhaps it is not the illness but the way we treat and handle the illness that will heal us.....
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