“I love You, Lord, for Your mercy never fails me.
All my days I’ve been held in Your hand.”

This song was the first song I reached for after the most traumatic event of my motherhood to date.

“From the moment that I wake up until I lay my head,
I will sing of the goodness of God.”

This is not a song, but I do want to proclaim the goodness of God, even in a terrifying moment, and especially in a mercifully happy ending.

Last Wednesday morning, I thought I was losing my oldest son. I found him unresponsive on the couch. He wasn’t seeing, wasn’t hearing, wasn’t moving. Every mother’s worst nightmare.

I held him in my arms, and I was absolutely frantic. There aren’t words for that kind of terror.

Fear and shock and tears and begging Jesus to have mercy.

Every time I relive the details, it brings back the tears and heightens my anxiety about it all, so suffice it to say, Jesus did have mercy. ...continue reading →