Friday night Myah got a temp around 101. The next morning it was at 103.7 with her drs office closed. After hours care didn't open until 12. It was a rough morning. There is nothing like the helpless feeling that comes from a parent not knowing what's wrong with their child. The motrin only brought it down to 102. She didn't want to do anything but sit in my lap and sleep off and on. She's normally not a cuddler when it's time to sleep. She wants her bed to sleep in. It turns out to be an ear infection - her first one. I can't imagine how God feels when we are suffering - and He already knows what's wrong. If my heart is breaking over her pain - which I know is temporary - how much more does God's heart break when one of his creations denies His Son and choses pain for eternity? If I am made in His image, for His glory then I can be sure that He doesn't delight in my pain. In mom's group we talked about how He pays attention to the details of our lives. He knows when I sit and when I rise, when my hair falls out, what I am thinking before I think it.....He knows what I am worried about, scared of, hoping for. He loves me more than I love Myah and Madeline. He's concerned for me more than I was concerned about the high temp. This is a lesson I needed to be reminded of. God loves us as individuals - He loves me and my problems, concerns, joys - they're His too.