Little Did I Know...

Little did I know when I was posting yesterday what the day would hold.

This little one, our newest grandson (who I've yet to meet) entered the hospital.  

Listless, with obvious problems.

There were suspicions of an infection.

The spinal tap came back negative.  We're SO thankful.

He remains on the lowest setting of the ventilator this morning,

and they will begin intravenous (don't think that's spelled right) feeding today

So many prayed and are still praying.

Me?  I confess that I prayed my guts out.  Almost literally.

I offered God myself in this boy's place.

I tried to complete my responsibilities for the day.

Finally, I bathed myself in the Psalms 

and listened to the Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir singing

Thou O Lord again and again.

Our daughter reported this morning that he's not "in the clear" yet

but doing much better. 

You who sit down in the High God's presence, 

spend the night in Shaddai's shadow,
   Say this: "God, you're my refuge.
      I trust in you and I'm safe!"
   That's right—he rescues you from hidden traps,
      shields you from deadly hazards.
   His huge outstretched arms protect you—
      under them you're perfectly safe;
      his arms fend off all harm.
   Fear nothing...

Psalm 91