Good morning, everyone, everyone, and welcome back to another mornings with the masters, where we devote

ourselves to the Lord daily with you. Good morning, you guys. Good morning. Indeed, we are picking up with day three of our in the hands of a fiercely tender God devotional.

In the Bible app, there's a link to that in the description.

If you guys want to follow along with us.

And this one has a scripture all up in it just like the past few days.

So Torres is going to take it from here.

Perfect.

Let's do it.

Today's devotional is titled Cry.

And it says this. Before my son spoke his

first word, he had physically suffered more than most adults have in their lifetime. Every month,

he was afflicted with high fevers that left him limp in my arms for days and nights. His mouth

broke out and sores, his joints hurt, and he suffered from chronic

skin rashes and intestinal pain. He was intolerant of multiple foods, and what was a simple cold

for most children meant weeks and months of health complications for Jeremy. I will never forget

the night he stopped breathing,

and my husband and I rushed him to the emergency room just a mile up the road from us.

My precious child, my only son, suffered in ways that wrecked this mama's heart.

On my son's healthier days, I challenged him to develop new skills, stretched him beyond his

comfort zone, and was delighted to see him do things independently. But on his days of pain and

illness, I scooped him into my arms and looked and listened attentively to his every cry and

discomfort. Even as a weary, sleepless, often overwhelmed and anxious mama,

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