My precious little son, Carson James, has a double ear infection once again; the second time in less than two months. As I listened to the screaming coming from his room at 2:00 AM this morning, I cringed. “No Lord, I just want to sleep. Please help him just go back to sleep.”

The crying did not silence, the screams of pain continued to echo out of his room.

Begrudgingly, I stumbled, half-out-of-it into his room, scooped him up, and plopped down into the glider. He cried, he screamed (which is totally not like this normally, jolly, smiley boy).

I gave him medicine, changed his diaper, gave him a little milk…. still nothing could sooth him. He just could not sit still; his little head kept banging into my chest, his head nuzzling me in pain.

After about 45 minutes of this, I had simply had enough. I longed for my bed… couldn’t he just fall asleep?

I had forgotten… and for the next 10 minutes I held him tight; I kissed his forehead; I stopped wishing away this cuddle time;

I was just so thankful to have him.

I can deal with ear infections, I told the Lord; if it means having him here! He fell asleep.

Maybe God just had to remind me; to not forget what He had done in our precious son’s life!