It hurts to watch your little sister hurt. It’s pretty rough to get a text that she’s in surgery.
It’s sad to see her tears and solemn face.
But I was so happy to see her happy smile light her face again.
Today I played for her a sweet lullaby-like song written for a little girl who has gone through a similar trial.
Both girls were eight. Both broke their arms. Both had to have a little surgery as a result.
“So when I kiss you at night
And I turn out the light
And I tell you you’re never alone
It’s the voice of Jesus
Calling you His own.”