Trust God
I woke up this morning to my eight year old daughter climbing into my bed crying “mommy I have a headache”. I reached over and felt her little shivering body as she climbed over me to snuggle in the middle of my husband and myself and her body was on fire. I got up, stumbled my way around in the dark until I bumped into the door and made my way to the kitchen. I fumbled through the medicine cabinet until I found some fever reducer, pain reliever medicine, filled a glass full of water and made my way back to the bedroom. She is such a big girl, she swallowed her medicine like a champ and disappeared into the over sized comforter on our bed and sighed a sigh of relief. Without question or hesitation she took what I gave her, trusted it would help her and then peacefully went back to sleep. Of course my husband and I both reached over and laid hands on her and prayed for her but I believe in doctors and medicine and that everything God created is good and can be used for good; however we