God answered another huge prayer for us last night. My daddy had not been able to sleep in two nights. He was up and down all day and night, fidgety and anxious. It has been terribly exhausting on my mom as well as him. But last night, Crystal went over and visited with them for a few hours. Helped calm the situation down some and gave them both a feeling of security so they could sleep a little while. She left and went home, cried herself to sleep, while Suz and I prayed as hard as we could that sleep would come upon him. We knew that if he slept, my mom could sleep, too. Praise God, he slept. And she slept.
God's beauty and promise that weeping lasts for the night but joy comes in the morning felt so real to me this morning. The birds are singing and the squirrels are all over the place rejoicing in the bright beauty of the morning.
This hydrangea is one that my mom gave me for Valentine's Day. It has a lot of new growth coming up on it. I am curious if anyone who might happen to read my blog has any tips on taking care of it this summer. I may leave it in its pot and see how it fares. Just didn't know if I should plant it in the dirt this year or wait. I want it to live and grow and make pretty pink blooms.
I can face tomorrow just because I know He lives.
Till next time...