Please pray for my princess

We have longed waited for her arrival. Everyone was excited and when she arrived, we suddenly have a princess. Her father called her "bella". Italian for beautiful. I told my brother that it does not matter if my niece has a skin tag, it's not really important. And she was my princess. I have conjured lots of plans for her. I will give her the best I could that I never had. But a call from my brother while eating breakfast, my princess was vomiting and passing blood in her stools. In a matter of hours, she was admitted in the hospital and operated on for volvulus or twisting of the intestines. Presently, she is at the intensive care unit and have not feed on anything for the past week. There are signs that she is improving. She is off oxygen. She still has a long way to go before they feed her. And hopefully she would be able to tolerate the feedings and continue on with her recovery.

I have dealt with the same situation in my career but usually on the other end. Telling parents about a baby's condition also breaks my heart. No matter how hard I try to be comforting, the news always breaks nerves and all the strength and courage of the bravest person. I cried on the street while I was taking my brother's call telling me of the news. I wanted to be there. I wanted to do whatever I can. But it was not me anymore. This time I am the parent. This time I am the passive observer. This time I am the one hoping.

There is a lesson from this. At one point I asked God for all the debt's I let go for treating all other babies for free. And when I was told that the condition was worse than I expected, I said I was not that important to God after all. Whe my borhter called up after 6 hours and told me that the other doctors were optomistic that my princess will recover, I suddenly realized what I have thought. I was so easy to give up hope on Him. But it is Him who knows what is good and I should not question what He has given me.

Please pray for my princess. Thank you very much.