About halfway through the morning I was sideswiped by agonizing pains in my stomach. Life carried on but not without me occasionally groaning and bending over to stem the pain. The best thing about this was that while I was trying to minimize my pain, it was very obvious to the little's and the first one....the first child to show concern was Connor! He asked me what was wrong, then immediately prayed for me and continued to ask me every couple of minutes until he went to quiet time. To say I'm surprised is an understatement! He even offered to help me get lunch.....awww. :) I guess he is attaching more than I recognize because I guarantee last year he wouldn't have cared less if I was in pain or dying.
Thank you God for progress, even when we don't readily see it!!
See, even sickness God promises He will use for good. And today my sickness was the catalyst to see that my sons' healing is further along than what I thought.