Team Five Morris

Okay, I'm a lot irrational right now.  Last night was a rough night in ICU with Hannah.  She was crying every two minutes, "I'm DONE having chicken pox.  I want to go home."  It was mildly amusing but got old really fast.  She also looked at me and said, "It's really hard being me.  Why is life so hard?".  Wow, how do you answer that to a five year old?  I wanted to say the same thing.  It is hard being me.  Right now life is hard.  Poor me, wah, wah.  But I have no excuse for complaining.  We had an amazing chrisitan nurse yesterday.  Lovely people helping us today.  People praying all over the world, literally!  And yet I keep getting down.  I am really tired and irrational right now and just want my daughter home with me getting well.  But I want to truly be happy in all circumstances.  I guess the key is that it is a constant choice.  I keep thinking one prayer will "cure" me of my melancholy and frustation.  But I think I have to battle through this and be in constant prayer.  Hey, I guess it's hands on homework.  Everything I have been studying about prayer this week now has an outlet for me to use it on.  Saints....I sooooo appreciate your prayers.  Please don't stop.  When I left the hospital this afternoon Hannah was back on oxygen and feeling poorly.  Please continue to bring her before the throne.  And rest assured, after a shower and a nap and time with my boys I will not sound so defeated.  God is good and sovereign and has it all taken care of.