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I Am Grateful for Healthy Days

This was going to be a post about Taylor and his healthy days, but the truth is, I am grateful for any day that any of my family is healthy. Up until 6-7 months ago Taylor has been sick for almost as many days as he has been healthy. He had a pretty good summer and early fall. Even the girls were keeping track of his good health streak. He missed a week of school a couple of weeks ago; he is still trying to recover academically. And we are headed to see Dr. Yeates, asthma and immunology specialist, today. It means we are heading into a few days of prednisone, which means we are headed into uberhigh blood sugars, tons of insulin, calls to Dr. Lindsay, his endocrinologist, ketones, and every two hour round the clock blood checks. I seriously have to get myself emotionally psyched up for it. I always say a prayer before I give him the first dose. And continue to pray. All day. And night. Anyway, back to the gratitude.

I am grateful for prayer and that I can turn all of my children's lives over to the Lord. I know He expects me to do my part, but they belong to Him and he will take care of them. It is a freeing truth, but sometimes I forget. When I do, I worry and suffer. When I remember I am filled with faith and hope.

I really don't like it when any of my children, or my husband for that matter, are sick, but the sick days only make the healthy ones more blessed.  When my babies were babies I would struggle, at times, to figure out what was wrong and with knowing how to comfort them. When they got older they could tell me and some of them would over, and over, and over, and over again.  ;)

I am grateful for doctors and medicine and essential oils to help our bodies recover. I am grateful, too, for our bodies that were masterfully created to heal and fight off infection. I am grateful to have tasted of the bitter so that I may recognize the sweet. I am especially grateful for a Creator who lovingly allows us to be sick then heals us and allows us to be grateful for and remember how blessed we are to have the healthy days.

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