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A Day to Forget?

There is no mistaking what caused that smell when it comes with that noise. What started as a bad cough for my 2-year old quickly became the regurgitation of her supper. I wasn't aware that she merely swallowed hot dog and did not chew it. Did I mention it was hot dog combined with milk she had drank? Did I mention she decided to spew all over my bed? Did I mention it was 2am at the time?

So as my wife and I worked together to clean floor, bed, and daughter, I began to think about how my day was going to go. That is, how would my day go that was supposed to begin in 5 hours? It's hard to think redemptive thoughts when you've lost much sleep and you're cleaning chunks of hot dog from your daughter's hair in the middle of the night. In fact, I did not think redemptive thoughts then.

But now, despite sleep deprivation, I am. For starters, what was I really going to do with a full night's sleep? The fact is God gives me strength when I am weary.

And though she may never recall this night, when my daughter was in a tired, messy, and desperate state, the able hands of her parents took care of her, washing her clean. And aside from this blog, this incident won't even be held against her.

It reminds me of a Father I have.

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