...through Christ who strengthens me. Philippians 4:13 These last couple of days have been rough. Austin hasn't been his usual self since this weekend. We thought it was just a cold and that he would be on the mend soon. Boy were we wrong! Yesterday he had a hard time sleeping and being comfortable. Not to mention the fact that he woke up with a high fever that morning. I always start to worry when he runs a temperature because I'm a mom and that's just what we do. And then the agony of whether or not I should take him to the doctor sets in. I kept an eye on him all day and started the routine of advil every 6-8 hours. While there were definitely some happy moments, (emphasis on moments) he was really cranky all day and at times inconsolable. I made an executive decision later that afternoon and called the doctor. An early morning appointment was music to my ears. That evening Luke and I decided to take shifts during the night to monitor his fever and keep him as comfortable as possible. It went ok, but nothing makes my heart ache more than when I can do nothing for my son when he's in pain and upset.
The doctor visit went well thanks to my mom who came along to help keep Austin happy. He has an ear infection and tonsilitis...YUCK! The good news is that he can take medicine that will help him feel better quickly. I'm extremely happy to report that he is taking a nap and I'm hoping the gentle sound of the rain will keep him relaxed.
But no matter what, I can do ALL things through Christ.
On top of this stressful situation, I've been struggling these last few days with something that I've had a hard time giving over to God completely. I've begun to realize that fear has become a stronghold in my life. Fear that something will happen to my family. Fear of the unknown. The list goes on, and I'm weary of fighting this battle. I KNOW that God has brought me so far in my life. He has taught me many lessons and walked me through even more valleys. I have no doubt that He won't leave me hanging here, but I must learn to trust His perfect plan even if it is different from mine. And that's something that has never come easy to me.
So I remind myself, I can do ALL things through Christ.
It seems that the older I get the more I realize that I can do nothing by my own strength. I must rely on my Jesus to get me through each day, each hour, and each second. For this reason, I give Him all my praise in this moment because He has whispered to my heart, "You just call my name, Aimee, and I'll be there."
I can do ALL things through Christ who strengthens me.
It's more than just a verse to me. It's a promise. A reminder. A battle cry to Satan that he will not win because Jesus is on my side. I can conquer my fears and face each day with supernatural strength because nothing is impossible for God.