Post by CHRISSY SIGGEE on Oct 31, 2009 1:11:43 GMT -5
Psalms 18:2
The LORD is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.
I can’t count the times I’ve spoken or prayed this Bible verse. It’s one of those verses that I learned as a child and never forgot it. The words often inspire my writing and even my drawings. I find they’re a comfort when circumstances weigh me down.
There was one time when my son was almost two years old and had been quite ill. He would scream for hours at a time until he was exhausted. He would then sleep restlessly until pain would overwhelm him again. His pediatrician told me he was spoilt and just seeking attention. The local doctor said he was probably teething, but a mother knows when her child is in pain.
Approaching a third night with no possibility of sleep again, I took him to the emergency department at the hospital where his pediatrician was on duty. After four hours of stares and glares from staff and patients, we were finally taken into a curtained-off cubicle. I was exhausted and my son just went on screaming. All I could think of was the words of Psalm 18:2, which echoed in my head.
My son was admitted to the children’s ward but still I had no answers nor help from the nursing staff. They did regular observations and shut the door behind them when they left. By 4am I could stand no more. My arms ached from holding my child but if I sat down I was afraid I would fall asleep and drop him. I sang to him and repeated every Bible verse I had memorized but this one verse came to mine repeatedly.
After a change in staff, a matron stomped into the room and took my son from my arms. I couldn’t resist her sudden actions. But she held him gently and rocked him for a few moments before directing me to the nurse’s meal room and a place to sleep. A few hours later, at the matron’s request, the pediatrician did some tests and x-rays to discover my son had a blockage in the bowel.
In a quiet moment before the matron left for the day, I shared this verse with her. She replied by telling me she was a Christian and that a colleague had called in sick, something that rarely happened with this other matron. Some of her favourite words in Scripture were “The LORD is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust…”
Lord, you have always been my rock, my fortress and my deliverer. You are there for me in every circumstance of life. Thank you for being my strength when I’m weak. Help me to stay focus on the promises in Your Word. Lord, you are everything to me. Amen.
© Chrissy Siggee
Scripture Verses used are from the King James Version of the Bible
The LORD is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.
I can’t count the times I’ve spoken or prayed this Bible verse. It’s one of those verses that I learned as a child and never forgot it. The words often inspire my writing and even my drawings. I find they’re a comfort when circumstances weigh me down.
There was one time when my son was almost two years old and had been quite ill. He would scream for hours at a time until he was exhausted. He would then sleep restlessly until pain would overwhelm him again. His pediatrician told me he was spoilt and just seeking attention. The local doctor said he was probably teething, but a mother knows when her child is in pain.
Approaching a third night with no possibility of sleep again, I took him to the emergency department at the hospital where his pediatrician was on duty. After four hours of stares and glares from staff and patients, we were finally taken into a curtained-off cubicle. I was exhausted and my son just went on screaming. All I could think of was the words of Psalm 18:2, which echoed in my head.
My son was admitted to the children’s ward but still I had no answers nor help from the nursing staff. They did regular observations and shut the door behind them when they left. By 4am I could stand no more. My arms ached from holding my child but if I sat down I was afraid I would fall asleep and drop him. I sang to him and repeated every Bible verse I had memorized but this one verse came to mine repeatedly.
After a change in staff, a matron stomped into the room and took my son from my arms. I couldn’t resist her sudden actions. But she held him gently and rocked him for a few moments before directing me to the nurse’s meal room and a place to sleep. A few hours later, at the matron’s request, the pediatrician did some tests and x-rays to discover my son had a blockage in the bowel.
In a quiet moment before the matron left for the day, I shared this verse with her. She replied by telling me she was a Christian and that a colleague had called in sick, something that rarely happened with this other matron. Some of her favourite words in Scripture were “The LORD is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust…”
Lord, you have always been my rock, my fortress and my deliverer. You are there for me in every circumstance of life. Thank you for being my strength when I’m weak. Help me to stay focus on the promises in Your Word. Lord, you are everything to me. Amen.
© Chrissy Siggee
Scripture Verses used are from the King James Version of the Bible
