Mercy is needed when you feel like crap.
Given and received.
Given to the husband as he cares for both little ones.
Received when said little ones are driving him nuts and you can't help because your head is in a toilet.This week greeted us with the stomach flu. There's nothing worse than when one of your babies is sick. Except when you're sick too. Then it REALLY stinks. Thank goodness for a caring husband and a quick turnaround time. The flu was in and out in 24 hours, leaving me with the task of disinfecting our entire house in hopes that the husband and the littlest one could escape the awfulness that was mine and Logan's life for a short while(oh, but when you're in it it seems like an endless hell, doesn't it?)
So thank goodness for bleach. and thank the Lord for His mercy. That its new every morning is a much added plus, because I'm pretty sure I'd have run out of my allotment a long time ago it was rationed and never refilled.
Lamentations 3:22-24, “It is of the Lord’s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness. The Lord is my portion, therefore I will hope in Him.”
The sun came out today and we took to the streets in our neighborhood with the little ones for much needed fresh air.