It’s been a year now since we saw the first symptoms of our son’s health problem. At first the doctors were confused. It took us four months to find a medical team who would work with us and help us. Those were dark days. Still now it isn’t over but we do have a diagnosis that makes sense. We are moving forward but there are still months of treatment ahead of us. 

As I write this, I am sitting next to his bedside. He was doing well. We have seen so much progress but all of a sudden he will spiral down again. Today was one of those days. How fast my heart can become burdened and overwhelmed. How quickly the illness can appear bigger than my God. So as I sat near him to provide comfort when he would awake from his broken sleep, I opened my Bible to the Psalms. An underlined verse jumped out at me. I had highlighted it earlier in the year. These verses were a source of hope to me for this situation several months ago. 

“Praise the Lord for He has heard my cry for mercy. The Lord is my strength and shield. I trust Him with all my heart. He helps me and my heart is filled with joy. I burst out in songs of thanksgiving.” Psalm 28:6-7

What a blessing the Psalms are for us! Many of them were written in difficult moments. The fear and uncertainty of the situation is described by the writer but then he always comes back again to praise. He has to worship God because it is his source of strength and hope. 

As I read this verse tonight, my heart felt a little lighter because I do trust God. He has heard my cry for mercy for my son. He is my strength and my shield. He helps me and, yes, I will praise Him. I must, because if I don’t, my fears and grief remain bigger than He is. When I worship Him, I remind myself that He is enough and He will see me through. He is with me and I place my hope in Him. 

So today, let us adore Him, because He is worthy and because it is what our soul needs.