Prayer is the Answer

So, I have been working on my prayer. I have decided to pray all day. I pray for things while I vaccuum, while I swim, when I do dishes, when I nurse. All day. Well, I have done very good (thank you very much!) putting Ellie in her crib every night. When I put her in, she cries. Loudly. And she won't stop. So, the first night, as I was holding her, I started to pray. I prayed that the Father would calm her and ler her feel His embrace through the night. That she would feel safe and loved. I then laid her in her crib. She looked up at me and closed her eyes. It was amazing! I am not sure I have seen answered prayer that quickly ever. And it didn't happen just once, but two nights in a row. I love the way He knows what I need. And I NEEDED her to be okay when I put her down. I NEEDED her to not cry. I have made mention of how difficult the whole bed thing is to me. The reason, in case you don't know, is because I found Chloe in the crib. I associate her death with the crib. This is HARD for me. Very hard. But God's grace is amazing and pure and so incredibly indescribable. I love the way He spoils me and heaps things that my heart desires on me. He wants to treat me the exact same way I want to treat my daughters. I am so thankful. So thankful.