RELIEF- An old commercial said, "How do you spell relief? R-O-L-A-I-D-S." How accurate this has been this week as we have been battling the stomach bug. (I won't give any further details on that.) My daughter, 15, woke up at midnight one night and called out to me. It was pitiful because there was nothing I could do. Helpless. I felt totally helpless. I comforted and assisted as much as a mother can in the middle of the night. I made sure she was resting comfortably before I went back to bed. I found myself waking up every couple of hours to go and check on her. Knowing she was sleeping relaxed me. I got up early the next morning and ran to the store to get cleaning supplies and upset stomach supplies... I purchased everything from rubber gloves and Lysol to Popsicles and ginger ale. I came home to find her still sleeping. We spent the next two days resting, watching movies and monitoring temperatures. One night before bed she began to cry,
"I can't do this. You have to make it go away. I need to rest."
Again I felt helpless. After tucking her into bed, I began to pray... Please Father, don't let her go through another rough night. She can't handle it and I can't handle it. Please give her rest... Then I was led to familiar words from My Heavenly Father:
It was a precious thought that not only was God going to give us what we needed, He was going to sustain our weariness. As I went to bed that night, I was reminded of another scripture in the Old Testament written by King David in Psalms:
How amazing is it that the King of the Universe comes to us and gives us words of encouragement for something so small as a tummy ache? That night we went to sleep peacefully knowing that God would provide rest to our bodies as well as to our spirits.
"How do you spell relief? J-E-S-U-S."
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