The Long Valley

Dark thoughts often grip us as caregivers when struggling with loneliness and isolation. We fearfully plead for someone to tell us what to do, where to go, how to cope, or why this is happening. Our oldest son fell and lacerated his chin when just a toddler, and I held him still while he received stitches. I'll never forget the look of terror in his eyes and his screams as he endured what, for him, was horrifying. He had no way to understand what was happening or how to cope. Instead of explaining infections, antibiotics, and wound care, I gently assured him that I was there and he would be okay. Soon, the doctor finished, and I hugged our son and dried his tears.   How are we any different when traveling in the often-long valley of the shadow of death that we walk as caregivers? Our Heavenly Father often doesn't give us the answers we demand, but He does give us the assurance we need – the assurance of His presence and His love for us. "Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me" Psalm 23:4