I really wanted to sit down tonight and write something strong, courageous and encouraging. I wanted to share good news and spread joy and declare peace. I wanted to close the day with restored faith and healing. But tonight, I’m worn. My tank is empty. Tonight I don’t feel strong enough and that’s just my honest, vulnerable truth.
Our day started with news that Maddox had an “episode” overnight where he had shallow breathing and decreased heart rate and oxygen saturation. The nurses had to intervene to stabilize him. Unfortunately when he has these episodes it extends the amount of time we are here. It was disheartening. But, after we got over the initial disappointment of this news we reminded each other that we wanted to make sure Maddox is completely stable before he comes home. Selfishly we just want him home, but realistically we want him to be the best version of himself. We don’t want to have to go home just to turn back around and come back here.

Adam continues to be my source of strength, my rock, my unshakable faith. He prays over Maddox and I every morning and every night. He holds me when I cry and fills my cup when I’ve poured every last drop out of it. We take turns doing this for each other. If he’s feeling doubtful, I give him reassurance. If I’m feeling shaken, he gives me stability. If he’s feeling worry, I give him consolation. In today’s case, I’m feeling defeated, and Adam is reminding me of the victories (even the smaller ones like Maddox’s first sponge bath!!).

As I said, tonight I don’t feel strong enough. Yet thankfully, I don’t have to be strong enough. I have a God who is strong enough for me. He fights my battles. He intercedes. He’s the same God who carried me through so many other storms, he will carry me through this one as well. He’s the same yesterday, today, and tomorrow. I’m leaning into that truth tonight.
“So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” – Isaiah 41:10

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