I’m watching our personal, in-home, better-than-cable “Isavision” - aka the video monitor we have hooked up over Isa’s crib. She just spit out her chupon (read: pacifier), signalling that she is finally fully asleep. It is now 11:38pm. I didn’t put her down in her crib until 10:35pm, even theough she is supposed to go to sleep for the night at 8:30pm. But she kept waking up for different reasons - her stomach had some gas, she is teething (and thus salivating), she was a bit congested, and she was too hot.

Obviously, she didn’t speak directly of any of these things, except with a little yelp or a cry of discomfort, or a few screams of dissatisfaction. The problem for us is that, while I have know idea how it is for other children closing in on their first birthday, everything that Isa does requires a certain - and often high level - of our personal involvement.

Even on the good days.

Even more on the hard days, which somehow she has been having or flirting with having, or recoverying from or going in & out of for about 2 1/2 weeks now. The details aren’t as exciting as it may seem, though the experience these last few weeks has been taxing and a bit overwhelming. So please keep praying for her, and for us. I’m not sure exactly how the “future and a hope” promise is working itself out for us right now, or for tomorrow.

P.S. That is not an invitation to tell us how it will work out, or even that it will, though we appreciate the good intentions. How it will work out is God’s business, and that it will work out is what the journey of faith is. The intentions we welcome most are those that live in the tension with us.

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