Annie has some sort of stomach bug--and it is time for stool samples for the doctor! This is my very, very, very least favorite part of motherhood! Stool samples from a child who has intestinal sickness is about the very worst. I've done it before. As Ray Charles says, "Here we go again. . . "
But then, Clare started throwing up. Three times! It was awful. I feel like I am swimming in germs in this house!
So I picked my very, very most urgent prayer request, and offered each moment of it up for that intention. Please, Jesus, let these small crosses be part of your big cross!
And that makes me feel so much better, like it's all worth it, and it's all meant to be.
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