Listening To Him Breathe

Every night since we have been home from the hospital, I sleep with my head on lovebug's chest. His heartbeat is the sweetest music I have ever heard. It plays a sweet tune to my own heart, and gently lulls me to sleep peacefully. On Christmas Eve, as I watched my lovebug fall back on the bed into my arms, and begin to have seizures, my world spun out of control. Trying to imagine life without him, was something I just could not do. As they began to work on him, and then wheeled him away from me, and down the hallway to ICU, I cried out to my Father. He came running to that hospital, and spared my lovebug's life. I praise Him for saving my lovebug, and allowing that beautiful heart to continue to beat in time with mine. When we realized that lovebug was numb from the waist down, and his left arm was numb, again our world went spinning, but again the One who set the world in motion, came running to be by our side. He is still with us here at home, and He is not going anywhere. Together, our hearts will continue to sing a song of love and faith to one another. We refuse to give up, or give in. Lovebug will get stronger, and his feeling will come back into his entire body. Our God will receive all the glory and praise that is due to Him. Until then, I am enjoying the treasured gift of my lovebug's heartbeats playing in my ears. Thank You Father, thank You.