Where Is God When I'm Hurting?
Dear Friends, We recently had our bi-annual family outing to the dentist. I don't mind having a check up at the dentist; to tell you the truth, I'd rather have a dentist appointment than an appointment with the doctor. Jess, on the other hand, does not like visiting the dentist. At this particular appointment the dentist wanted to clean her teeth as there was a build up of plaque. If she was tense before that comment, she was even more tense now, especially as he told her to just lift her hand if it got too painful. As I sat watching the proceedings I could tell she was anxious, scared and in pain at times. Now, the casual observer would not have picked up on it, but, as her mother, and knowing her so well, I knew exactly how she was feeling. I found it very hard to sit and watch my little girl suffering (at 12 years old she doesn't like me calling her that, but that's what she is to me!) and my natural in...