Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Morning Has Broken

Yesterday morning, instead of being her normal sunny self, Wendy was whiny, clingy, and demanding. She didn't want to eat, and didn't drink her milk, and by 9 a.m., she was feverish.

And by the way, my girl? When she gets feverish, she doesn't mess around - her temperatures go straight up to 104 F, do not pass go, do not collect $200.

She's spent the last 24 hours fussing, lethargic, and still. She hasn't eaten or even had much to drink. It peaked around 7 this morning, when she was burning up, shaking, and even ended up vomiting - on me, of course.

Then, suddenly around 9 a.m., God reached down and touched her little sizzling forehead, and the fever left. She was drenched in sweat but cool, and has been eating & drinking pretty much non-stop for the last hour.

It reminded me of that old song, Morning Has Broken, by Cat Stevens. It's such a peaceful, uplifting song, and it reminds me of how God acts in all our lives, to bring light to our own dark worlds.

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