Isaiah 40:11 "He shall feed His flock like a shepherd: He shall gather the lambs with His arm, and carry them in His bosom, and shall gently lead those that are with young."
We had another rough night...we considered a trip to the ER and called doctors. Our pediatrician weighed in and gave us some things to consider. We were able to tough it out. Calls were made this morning and we head to Madison to see a pediatric neurosurgeon at 12:30 p.m. This is a change from our previous plan. Our other doctor is in agreement that this is the best. We are grateful for God's peace and leading in every event leading up to this point...
Daddy is here.
Grampy brought Grammy to stay and help.
Grandma is right across the street.
Papa is around the corner.
Uncles, aunts, and friends are near and dear...over the phones/computer and across town.
Finally at 1:40 a.m. we tried ibuprofen again to fight the spasms caused by the pain, sleep came...from sheer exhaustion or medicine...we aren't sure. The doctor is calling in a perscription today to help us tonight.
We know we have a valley to walk through tomorrow. The MRI is indicating a 4 1/2 cm tumor that is causing this great difficulty for Alisa. But God already knows that! He made her. He loves her...she knows this truth. I hear the words from the poem she learned and recited each day as we began our school year...
The Lamb
William Blake
Little lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?
Gave thee life, and bade thee feed
By the stream and o'er the mead?
Gave thee clothing of delight--
Softest clothing, woolly bright?
Gave thee such a piping voice,
Gave thee such a piping voice,
Making all the fields rejoice?
Little lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?
Little lamb, I'll tell thee--
Little lamb, I'll tell thee,
He is called by thy name,
For He calls Himself a Lamb;
He is meek, and He is mild.
He became a little child.
I a child, and thou a lamb,
We are called by His name.
Little lamb, God bless thee!
Little lamb, God bless thee!









