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Is there anything more heart-wrenching than seeing your child ill or banged-up? This is a pic of my sweet daughter. She was riding her bike when slick pavement caused her to wreck. Unfortunately she banged her head and face on the pavement. The arm scrapes are bad enough...


She's at the dentist today trying to get that shattered tooth remedied. The poor thing! I hate seeing her hurt. I know that hurts of all kinds are inevitable, but it's hard as a parent to see your child suffer in any way.

As my children get older, I'm starting to realize that they are not constantly under my direct supervision, and as a result will occasionally have accidents and experiences that will cause them pain that I might otherwise have been able to help them avoid. I suppose accidents are those unavoidable situations which can and do happen. And I also suppose that that's part of the experience here in our mortal condition - sickness, hurts, heartache are all part and parcel... As I prayed last night, I thanked my loving Heavenly Father that it was not worse, and I asked Him to care for my children in those frequently increasing circumstances when I cannot be there to catch them when they fall. I know He loves my children even more than I do (but it's a very slight difference!) and I have confidence that He will protect and keep them safe. It doesn't remove my own heartache at seeing my children in pain, but it helps put a perspective on things.

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