Overwhelmed.

Overwhelm: 1. to pour down upon and cover over or bury beneath 2. to make helpless, as with greater force or deep emotion

These past 3 weeks have been overwhelming. Yes, having a newborn can be overwhelming and certainly a sick little one is overwhelming too...but I have been mostly overwhelmed in a good way. It is amazing the amount of people that care. I can't stop thinking about the MANY people who have said they are praying for our precious Luke, Greg, and me. God promises hope, and every time I think of everyone who is lifting us up to Him, I am renewed with hope...which these days is what we are living on. Hope that Luke is going to be just fine. Hope that Greg and I are going to be just fine. Hope that these hard days are soon to be behind us. Hope that Luke will be a healthy happy little boy soon. I just keep praying that God continues to bless those who care so deeply for our family and who have spent precious time in prayer for us. Thank you. Not only are the large number of people praying overwhelming, but there have been so many people offer to help us. Whether it's friends bringing dinner, offering to babysit, going with me to the doctor, bringing a Sonic drink, or offering to grocery shop...I am thankful. A special thank you to my sister Anna, who has listened countless times to me complain, worry, and ask so many medical questions, and come a weekend to help...I love you.

not sure if he will read this but Greg has been amazing. He has been my rock. I can't even type this without crying. I love him more than I ever thought I was capable of loving. He is and always will be my first priority. Prior to having a baby, I would always say that I could handle getting up in the night and being the primary care giver for our baby while Greg is working. That's what a mother is supposed to do, right? I have failed poorly. With so much grace and no complaints...Greg has stepped up where I can't. He gets up during the night for hours upon end with Luke and still manages to work. He has taken so much time away from work to help me, go to the doctors appointments, arranged help so I can sleep, searched the city of Houston for a pharmacy that has the right meds, let me cry many, many tears in his arms, and still tells me I am a good mother. He has so much poise. Thank you my love.


This is what I am talking about... an email with so much heart from my DEAR friend Elizabeth who has not even met little Luke..yet! (hurry and get here from Ft. Worth!)

sent a few days ago: I keep asking God - WHYYYYY??? If He gives us hands and feet to serve Him - WHY are precious Luke's covered in blisters? When friends go through challenges like this - I question how they could possibly remain faithful to God - HOWEVER can you look towards Him when he has allowed something like this to happen to a precious babe? I question how I would be able to remain faithful in such a time - I don't know that I could? When I was praying for Lukey this morning - and asking God how can someone be faithful to Him when their precious is hurting - He reminded me that even when WE aren't faithful...HE is!!! That song "Great is Thy Faithfulness" came to mind. I feel like it is applicable to you and Luke...because I know if I were in your situation, the ONLY way I could handle things is to take it one day at a time - which is perfect - because as the song reminded me - His mercies are new EVERY MORNING!


I bet you know the chorus or remember it from church...as you sang hymns like we did in the Methodist church:


Great is thy faithfulness, O God, My Father
There is no shadow of turning with Thee.
Thou changest not, Thy compassions they fail not;

As thou hast been, Thou forever wilt be.
Great is Thy faithfulness!


Great is Thy faithfulness!
Morning by morning new mercies I see.
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided;
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me!


So then of course, I am a dork - and had to look up the background of that hymn...and found that it was written from Lamentations 3.


I am praying that you and Greg FEEL God's love and compassion, and KNOW that He will never fail you. I am praying for Luke - and for the Doctor's that are taking care of him.

Lamentations Chapter 3
19 I remember my affliction and my wandering,
the bitterness and the gall.

20 I well remember them,
and my soul is downcast within me.

21 Yet this I call to mind
and therefore I have hope:

22 Because of the LORD's great love we are not consumed,
for his compassions never fail.

23 They are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.

24 I say to myself, "The LORD is my portion;
therefore I will wait for him."

25 The LORD is good to those whose hope is in him,
to the one who seeks him;