This morning Meg woke up with her tongue numb. She kept putting her fingers in her mouth trying to feel it. The longer the numbness continued the more and more irritating it became.

When her frustration turned to tears I wished there was something I could do. It seems like new things are popping up and tolerance levels are depleted.


It’s such a helpless feeling not being able to fix things or make them better. Especially as a mom, it feels like it's my job. Meg comes to me for help and all I can do is hold her. I tell her it will be alright, even though it doesn’t feel like it.

I’m glad there’s peace to be had at the end of everything. No matter what comes or happens, what transpires throughout the day, or wears us down over and over. We are alright.

God is mighty and reaches down. He never grows tired or weary. He doesn’t give up. He doesn’t let us go. I’m happy that in the end, everything is alright.

You will keep in perfect peace all who trust in you, all whose thoughts are fixed on you! Trust in the Lord always, for the Lord God is the eternal Rock.    Isaiah 26:3-4, NLT

Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.     Isaiah 41:10, ESV