Aug 25 2007
Last night was a little rough
There is nothing worse than having a sick child, unless it is being clear across the country when your child is sick. It was nearly 2 a.m. in Florida when Loretta called to let me know that Benjamin had a barking cough. He has mild asthma which we treat as needed. Loretta was giving him a breathing treatment when she called. When she hung up, I just laid in bed praying for Benjamin. It is times like these when the tears flow.
I’m not much of a pray-er. Never have gotten into a regular prayer time, unless you count bedtime prayers with Ben. We pray for our family, our relatives, some friends and "everyone we love in the whole wide world." Sometimes we pray for specific things; "Help Emma to grow." Emma is Ben’s neice. She was born prematurely and was behind on her growth when we were praying. Then it was "Help Emma to learn to eat." She has a tube for feeding because of complications with reflux and digestion. I had dinner with Emma and the other grandkids and her mom and dad last week. She is eating just fine, thank you very munch.
I am a big believer in prayer, I know God hears and sometimes he talks back, especially if I take time to listen. On the way to work this morning I was listening to the local country station. There is a song about a dad who has a four year old. It’s called "Watching You" and is sung by Rodney Atkins. Tears flowed as I listened and I prayed, "God help me to be a good dad, and bless Ben and make him well." Here’s the video from youtube:
