Two Days from Transfer

Be still, my soul; the Lord is on thy side;
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul; thy best, thy heavenly, Friend
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Be still, my soul; thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence, let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul; the waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.

Be still, my soul; the hour is hastening on
When we shall be forever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul; when change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.

God, be with my storm-wrecked heart. It is confused, self-protecting, and in survival mode. Hold me and teach me to be brave and have joy in scary places. Some day you will calm the storm, though maybe not today, and I need help trusting you meantime.

--5 fertilized embryos are cooking in an incubator at our fertility center. God be with our maybe babies. Help them grow and keep them strong.