It has been a whirlwind of a week! I got a call from the specialist that the new GI doctor wanted us to see asking if we could come in in two days (Friday). Friday JJ was also having his medical scopes done. So as you can imagine, there were a lot of phone calls to be made and switching around to do and getting prepared for a LONG day on Friday. You can read more about it on JJ's blog.
I must admit that I was so scared! But I called and asked for prayer and was reminded that JJ and I are in the palm of His hand. I tried to find a Scripture reference for this, as I have heard this many times, but was not able to find one. I found one about being inscribed on His hands, but that was the closet I could come.
But I still like to think of God as holding us in the palm of his hand, and I started thinking about it. The word palm is used. Whenever you try to hold something as gently and loving as possible, you use your palms. It gives more strength. When you try to hold something with your fingers, it is not as strong and sturdy. I just thought that was interesting and it truly did bring me comfort during the whole thing.
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