If you read this blog regularly you know that my wife has an amazing ability with words. It is something that makes me jealous most of the time. She is always articulate and intentional...except when she is sleep deprived.
For the last three nights at least we have been up multiple times with Samuel puking, pooping and crying. It has been exhausting at night and each morning I have had to leave to go to work.
Two nights ago Stacy prayed with everything in her that we would get a good nights sleep. That night Samuel awoke for the first time at midnight. All I remember, besides the smell of vomit, is Stacy yelling "Are you friggin' kidding me?" You see she believed so much that her prayer would get Samuel through the night, that when he woke up, she was hopeless.
Last night I prayed. I was exhausted, but I knew that God could help. Samuel woke up this time at 11:15 p.m. Forty-five minutes earlier than the night before. We laid him back down but he was up again at 1 a.m. This time instead of panicking Stacy went straight to her laptop to let you all know that we needed your prayers.
In the heat of the moment, when it mattered the most, my wife did not crumble. Instead she prayed. I am so thankful for Stacy. She has a thankless job sometimes, but she sticks it out with an endurance I don't understand.
We both realize that we prayed for our children for a long time, but in the heat of the moment we need to rely on each other to not forget this important point. Thanks for loving me and our kids so much Stacy.