A Little Hiccup

I really contemplated not sharing what we are doing today, but it's been on my mind today to share.  This morning, Steven and I are sitting at a specialist's office waiting for Little Miss to be evaluated.  We are personal when it comes to struggles we face as a family, so sharing this is a little out of the norm for us.  Usually when hard times come, we usually take it to God and resist talking about it with others.  God's pretty big and more than capable of taking care of our issues when we activate our faith.  We're doing the same thing in this situation, but for some reason I know I'm supposed to let it out.  So here it goes...

Last week I took Little Miss to the doctor for her 3 year old check-up.  Everything was going fine until the stethoscope came out.  I noticed the doctor taking a little more time than usual listening to her chest and back.  Before she said anything, she went over to Little Miss' chart to review her file.  I knew what she was looking for.  She was looking back to see if there was a history of a heart murmur, and I knew there was.  My heart starting pounding.  I thought we had already overcome this.

At two months of age we had to take Little Miss to get an echogram on her heart.  The results showed a little opening, but nothing that was of concern at the time.  Up until this moment, there had been no mention of a murmur.  However, three years later we're back at the same point.  The doctor decided that she should be seen by a cardiologist for further testing.  That's exactly where we are today.

When you hear news like we heard, it's easy to go into freak out mode, but we knew we had other options.  We could either freak out or to trust what we believe in.  We chose to do the latter.  Standing firm, this is what we believe...

• God cares for Little Miss far more than we, as her parents, could even conceive.
• She is a thriving little girl who, even though she's tiny, has had acceptable growth throughout the years.
• Satan is an equal opportunity hater.  He's going to try and snatch our family's joy anytime he can.  It's not going to happen.
• God's word says, "By His stripes, we are healed."  He did not send His son to die, for my daughter to have health issues.  She is healed.
• God is good.  He wants good for us.  He wants good for my girl.  He is not the author of sickness or disease.

I say these things to myself often for my kids and my family.  In times when we are well and times when we are sick.  As a family, we truly believe God has only good for us.  When these little roadblocks come our way, we deal with them.  Satan will not steal the joy from our family.  Little Miss is going to be just fine.

I hope that whatever you are facing today, big or small, that you are able to stand on what you believe in as well.  God is good!

{My healthy, happy, and completely whole child}