Four-and-a-half hours later. Laughing. Teary-eyed.
Hannah’s mom reached out to me a year and a half ago when both our girls were in the midst of feeding and other struggles.
Since that time, Hannah has come so far! She is walking now, and eating by mouth.
She no longer needs her tiny pink stander, her tiny pink pacer gait trainer, her bath chair, her Theratogs, or her tube feeding supplies.
My laughter is still bubbling up, and I am shaking my head. So He had this up His sleeve the whole time. Their need, their obedience, our need. “I am so very excited that we can help Katie,” says Hannah’s mom. “I can’t tell you how much it means to me to be able to.”
Whoooosh. Just like that. He took it out of our hands. That was nothing, He says. Nothing is too hard for Me.
“So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them! But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well!”
O LORD, we praise You!!! Great is Your faithfulness!!!