As I was taking care of a patient in the ER, one of the nurses came up to me and told me I was getting a little one that was stung by a scorpion. I really didn't think much about it. I've had 3 of my children stung by scorpions. Lacey was just 3 when she was stung.

I could hear the little one crying in her room. As I started walking to the room, the charge nurse informed me we were going to a trauma room. They were going to put a tube down the childs throat because it was starting to close from the venom of the scorpion. It was a organized, chaotic moment as they were working on the child.

As I was there helping this child something kindof changed in me. You know those times when you feel like you are in a fog. But it just kindof hit me. And I looked over at this beautiful little child, breathing thru a tube and watched as the mother knelt beside whispering to the child while stroking the childs arm and my eyes began to water. What a beautiful image that was for me. For such a awful thing that mother had to have been going through, she was there to let her child know she was there. How inappropriate it would have been to take a picture, I stood staring- making my own mental image of such a sacred little moment.

It reminded me of how blessed I am to be a mother and to have a Heavenly Father that is there to whisper to me... I just always pray that I am not to out ...that I'll be able to hear what he is saying.