went into surgery today to have two organs removed laproscopically. It was a hard morning waiting, but I have found no other girl so courageous. What you can’t tell in this picture is how much pain she was in after and how hard it was for her to move.
A Parenting Paradigm Adjustment
“They say you live in hospitals and trenches, and towers in the sky” (“The Emptiest Day” © Caedmon’s Call)
We walk into places like hospitals especially when it has to do with our children expecting to pray our hardest. We realize as they are wheeled away that we have no other choice but to trust…God and the doctors. We are completely out of control. Samara’s name means, “Guarded by God”. This is one of the reasons I love her name because I wholeheartedly believe that. However, this experience required that I line up that belief with everyday life…in a hospital. We have this sense as we handed her over to the surgeon that we were also releasing her to God but as I thought about it more, I realized the untruth of that. It seemed arrogant that I thought that I could release anything to God. She is already His. There is no handing over; all of my children are already in His hands only. I feel like they are in mine because I love them so much and take care of them. Like so many parents before me, I realized I am actually only a participant, albeit a big one, in their young lives. He has numbered their days and the hairs on their head and that is a comfort.