Brooklyn's Healing Heart

So today’s devotional was in Deuteronomy 31:6. Oddly enough my devotional which is usually packed with verses, only highlighted this one verse on Brooky’s Birthday. In short it’s when the Israelites needed to cross the Jordan while their enemies plotted to attack them. Moses let them know God would cross cross before them with Joshua at the helm. His word to them was to: “Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with

I remember when your eyes met mine, it was as if God had slowed time I remember your super-long fingers, feet and toes, and even your perfect little button nose I remember your smile that lit up the sky and those big, round, sparkling beautiful eyes I remember your skin as perfect as could be and all the wonderful blessings you helped me to see I remember your grip on my finger so tight, when I felt your squeeze it made everything right. I remember how you’d shimmy, scoot and

Anyone who has spent an extended amount of time in the hospital knows it is a difficult trek. You find yourself riding a roller coaster of emotions. When the patient is doing well, you are great, but when that's not the case, the experience is not so desirable. You live for little luxuries like Starbucks coffee, and 'parent night' massages and manicures. You find yourself getting 'nurse brain', which is where you always hear beeping, no matter where you are, and whether there

some days we wake up crying and we don't know why, but we try to keep the faith we really do try We look in those eyes and see all the pain, We look at her body and see all the strain We know there's nothing to take it away, and sadly that she could be gone any day we all live in the tension of watching her go, But we're confused by her battle vs. what doctors show we know it's nothing but God and His powerful hand, but it doesn't ease the pain because we can't un

As many people know Brooklyn is Sheldon and my granddaughter. More importantly she is our CHD warrior who fights for life every single day. some days and weeks are better than others and this week has been H-E-double. She has gone into what the hospital is terming broncho-spasms and in my opinion they present much like a seizure. Watching a 14 month old have a 'seizure' and having no way to help her is what it must feel like to climb a pole to touch the wires and be electrocu