Anyway, this fear is forefront on my mind these days because Lilah is right on the verse of being to heavy to carry around much. Which means, now starts the days of confinement to a stroller/wheelchair while every other child is running and playing. It breaks my heart for her, I know she would love to do more if she could. But I have been reminded and am reflecting on a few things lately:
1. each day at a time. no point in worrying about what's not here yet. (right now, I should be thankful for this time that I can still carry her a bit)
2. His grace is always sufficient (He will provide for her/our needs)
3. His mercies are new every morning (every morning I have new strength from Him, for her)
Tonight, I am thankful for the Lord. For His immeasurable love for his children. For His promises to grow and prosper Lilah. I am resting as His child, trusting His plan.