Tonight we had one of those moments that every parent prays will not happen ~ Gracie got a pink marshmallow (yes, pink) stuck in her throat at the dinner table. The worst part is that Brey and I were sitting right there and had no idea that it was happening. We were carrying on a conversation when she started crying. . .really crying. We assumed she had bitten her lip but she kept shaking her head while I tried to retrieve a soggy marshmallow from her mouth. When Brey saw the size of the marshmallow, combined with the lack of teeth marks, he realized what had happened. He asked her if it had been stuck and she started crying harder, just shaking her head up and down. My stomach sank as I realized how quickly something awful could have happened.
Thank you, Lord for watching over her when I can not. Thank you for protecting her and thank you for this small exercise in trusting You with my precious baby. Oh, how you appeared in all of Your glory. Thank you for being our El-Roi, our Jehovah-Shammah, our Jehovah-Jireh, our Jehovah-Rophe and now as I sit here reflecting on the moment. . . my Jehovah-Shalom. You are so good!
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