A friend said to me today "So,sorry,hospitals are no fun." I corrected him and said "being in a private room is waaaaaay better than spending the day in the ER"...."THAT stunk!"....he said "Um,it's "That Sucked". I replied..."Yea,that too".
I gotta say, it's a very emotional thing to see your child sick. My heart aches for him. I brought his favorite bible along with us. A dear friend is letting us borrow it. Ironically, we read the story of Abraham and Issac the night before we came to the hospital. While reading it, I was struck with Abraham's obediance...and Issac's too. He did not fight, he just laid down on the alter. At first, I thought of myself as a parent. To be that obedient to God,to lay your precious boy before God as a sacrifice. The thought leaves me gasping for air, and tears well up in my eyes. Abraham could have called out "Not MY boy!"....or a simple "NO God!". But he didn't. He obeyed. and then Issac. He climbed onto the rocks, fully trusting his fathers heart. I could hardly read the best part of the story because I was so choked up....it reads...
STOP!" God Said "Don't hurt the boy. I want him to live and not die. I know now that you love me because you would have given me your only son."...later in the story it reads..."And as they sat there on the mountain top, watching the embers of the fire die in the cool night air, the stars above them sparking in the velvet sky, God helped Abraham and Issac to understand something. God wanted His people to live, not die. God wanted to rescue His people, not punish them. But, they must trust Him"......."Many years later, another Son would climb another hill, carrying wood on his back. Like Issac, He would trust His Father, and do what His Father asked. He wouldn't struggle or run away. Who was He? God's Son, His Only Son.~The Son he loved. The Lamb of God."
I clearly remember praying later that night, confessing to God the
thought in my mind that my kids are...well. Mine.
But,they aren't. They are God's. Elliott is God's. To watch my son sick and struggle is the hardest thing I've ever had to see. But, if going through this has taught me anything...it's to praise my Heavenly Father...for giving his only perfect precious Son for me,and for my son Elliott.
Elliott's name means "The Lord is My God"....That is our main prayer request. That Everyone we know would know...The Lord as Their God.
Elliott has pneumonia in both lungs now. He is on oxygen,and a heart monitor (medications can make their heart race) and an IV with antibiotics and fluids. We do have a praise Elliott had a blood draw at 4pm and cultures...everything came back great! HUGE answer to prayer! That means we are only dealing with one thing...not multiple things! We are going every three hours for breathing treatment's overnight...going to see how he does. Just this afternoon he was getting them every hour! Tomorrow morning he has another chest x-ray. After that we will get a better idea of how things are looking.
Our little guy is not out of the woods yet. We have to make it through the night,and that seems to be the worse time for him.
*Pray he can go every 3hrs with no complications in his breathing.
*Pray his IV stays put. It's been giving us some issues.
*Pray Elliott would eat/drink(he's a very little guy,and can't afford to not eat).
*Pray Elliott would sleep.
*Pray the X-Ray comes back clear.
A HUGE thank you to our McCoy Church Family. The visits, balloons, meals, watching our other kids, and most importantly prayers mean so very much to us. We feel so loved.
Well that only took me a few hours to post...ha! We are now done with Toy Story 3. Moving on to Land Before Time Marathon...there's more of those! Hope you all have a blessed evening.
"We wait in Hope for the Lord: He is our help and our shield. In Him our hearts rejoice, for we trust in His Holy name. May Your unfailing love rest upon us O Lord, even as we put our hope in you." Psalm 33:20-22
