hurting

Up late with an aching heart.

There are a lot of hurts that I can take in stride. Maybe? But tonight I am aching for a friend who has lost her tiny new baby, and for a relative with a tiny new baby who is in the NICU. The combination of those two has shaken me deeply tonight. Why should my babies be so safe and sound? And yet I'm so desperately thankful that they are.

And I was reading too much of the World Vision magazine today too and suddenly the pain of the mamas and babies in the world is just too much for me again. I want to give every penny we have to give clean water and good prenatal care and good education to all the mamas out there who cannot sleep tonight, who are crying out for God to help.

Too many mamas and babies hurting tonight for me to be able to stop crying. It is good to weep with those who weep. But it is also exhausting. I am drained.

"But you, O God, do see trouble and grief; you consider it to take it in hand. The victim commits himself to you; you are the helper of the fatherless."
Psalm 10:14