Photographs of my daughters, every week, once a week, this 2014.
Let’s just say, it was one of those weeks that started with a trip to the Emergency Room of a hospital, two sick babies, one of them won’t eat or drink milk or take meds. I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t work. We were so worried we almost had one of them confined.
So you can just imagine my relief when the fever finally subsided and appetite started coming back.
And then we started seeing those smiles on their faces again.
This song played over and over in my head this whole week:
You’re mercy flows like a river wild, and healing comes from Your hands. Suffering children are safe in Your arms. There is none like You.”
Healing comes from His hands, indeed.