I have to say, I have some hope for the first time in a long time for my daughter’s contact reactions. We moved and have a new allergist who gave us a plan to start to try to reduce and hopefully eliminate her constant contact reactions when we are out in public. I felt so emotional at the chance to finally be free of contact reactions, I almost cried. My hope was stuffed down and crushed, but still, I always pray for a cure. I’ve always said that if her contact reactions would go away, it’d be so much easier to manage. Not easy, but easier. Having a ray of hope is nice. It’s refreshing.
It’s a good reminder that my hope is in the Lord and perhaps I need to readjust my heart and remember where my hope comes from.
“Find rest, O my soul, in God alone;
my hope comes from him.”
Psalm 62:5 (NIV)