Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Anyone who has children knows that there are few things that are more terrifying or tiring than having a sick child. A couple of weeks ago, my daughter came down with a 103-degree fever in the evening without any warning! (Why is it that these things always seem to happen at night when the doctor's office is closed and you have to wait for what seems like forever for the doctor on-call to return your call?)

Anyone who knows my baby knows that she is a firecracker. She is full of life and a love for everything and everyone. This is the first time I EVER saw her just lay on the couch with a lack of interest in anything at all. Needless to say, I was one worried and sleepless mamma until I was able to take her to the doctor the next morning.

The doctor determined that the cause of the problem was a sinus infection and prescribed an antibiotic. I gave her the first dose right when we got home that morning, and she went down for a long nap right after that. When she woke up, I was hoping that she would be feeling better but she was still lethargic and quiet. (Which is also unusual as she always has something to say.) As we were snuggling in my bed and reading books, I had the thought that I should have her say a prayer and ask Heavenly Father to help her feel better.

She took to the idea quickly and knelt with me on the bed as I helped her say a simple prayer. "Heavenly Father, I am feeling really sick. Please help me feel better." We closed the prayer in Christ's name, and I was shocked by how quickly the answer came. It was not even two minutes after she said amen that she was laughing, jumping, and trying to blow on my arm to make funny noises (my husband's family calls these fatties, but my family always called them raspberries.)

It had only been three hours since her first dose of the antibiotic, which wasn't supposed to help until it had been in her system for 24-48 hours. There is no question that this was a direct answer to a little child's humble and sincere prayer. We talked about how Heavenly Father had answered her prayer, and seeing her eyes light up with excitement and her little testimony grow warmed my heart.

I am grateful for a Heavenly Father who is ever mindful of His children, young and old. This little miracle was an extra special tender mercy from the Lord and strengthened not only my daughter's faith, but my own faith. I know that Heavenly Father loves all of His children.

Unfortunately, not all prayers that we say are answered in the way that we would like or think is best. I would be a liar if I claimed that the Lord has always answered my prayers by giving me exactly what I asked for. But His answers always come. Sometimes all He can send is comfort and strength to make it through a difficulty, but certainly that is an answer too! I love my Heavenly Father and I am thankful for His many miracles and tender mercies.

"...The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; The God of my rock in him will I trust: he is my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my high tower, and my refuge, my saviour; thou savest me from violence." -2 Samuel 22:2