



The next day, John and I met with the doctor who said that her levels were much better, so they weren't concerned anymore about them. However (I always hate it when they say this), they found a heart murmur when they were checking her. My heart dropped- Everything in the next day is kind of blurry. We met with doctors, and they said that they were *probably* holes that had not shut properly, and would *probably* resolve themselves without treatment. But. It could also be a dysfunctional heart with surgery in the future-and a transplant down the road-with a very sick little girl. They would do an echocardiogram in the morning to determine what it was. Our families flooded to the hospital, and I felt their love and support in so many different ways, and I am so thankful for all of them. In my room that night after everyone left, though, I realized that God is the only One who can meet all of our needs. Only He can comfort us deep within. Yes, he blesses us with family and friends who are his hands and feet in doing this, but when it comes down to it, God alone fills all of the holes that are left. His grace is sufficient for every need. I was reading in my Bible this morning, and these verses stuck out to me, and I wrote them down. "Through the Lord's mercies we are not consumed, Because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning, Great is Your faithfulness. 'The Lord is my portion,' says my soul, 'Therefore I hope in Him" -Lamentations 3:22-24 That night, I turned Gwyneth over to God, and put my full trust in Him. The rest of this story is that they were sort-of normal holes that usually resolve on their own without treatment, and they did within 2-1/2 weeks! Praise God! But, I think of so many times that these stories don't turn out this way, and when they don't it is great to know that through the Lord' s mercies we are not consumed. God's compassions fail NOT! I think that God put me in that place so that I realize that He IS in control, and I CAN trust Him, for everything.