We were having a grand time playing with friends this week when Blaise fell and hit his head. He lost consciousness moments after hitting the wood floor of our friend's fort. A fellow CC mom called 911 immediately and others were around Blaise and I in prayer. Blaise woke up but was groggy when the responders arrived. They suggested we go to the ER.
Shane came quickly to take the older kids home while a friend and I went to the hospital. They took us back immediately.
I could not believe how wonderful the nurses were that we were given. The Lord chose them for Blaise, I am sure. They made him laugh and he began acting like himself soon after we arrived.
I can't say I wasn't fearful on Tuesday as the scene was playing out. But I am grateful for the Lord's care and loving kindness.
As we went to watch Blaise in his program that evening, I felt the Lord reminding me that He never changes. Whether good or bad (to my understanding), easy or hard, joyful or painful, all of life filters through His sovereign hand.
And His is a steady, unchanging hand.
