Three of my all time favorite worship songs are
Desert Song,
Blessed be the Name of the Lord and
Praise you in this Storm. (You can click on the song title to hear them)
They all speak of praising God during the down times, the tough seasons of life, the tragedies.
Truth is though, I've not really experienced much of those. I can point to a few places in my life that were "down" or "tough". But really if I examine my life from an outside perspective, I've had it pretty easy.
We experienced one of our "tough times" on Saturday evening. Max had a freak accident and ended up with a fractured skull. Sounds terrible, right? One of those "tragedies", but really, it wasn't so bad.
Saturday around 5:45pm Derek & the boys were at the bike store. In the parking lot, Derek picked Max up and somehow Max flipped out of his arms and fell about 3 ft head first on to the concrete.

They got home within just a couple minutes. Max was crying a little but not freaking out, and it didn't look that bad so I snapped a quick photo. He said his head hurt so I sat down on the couch with him while Derek started getting an ice pack. But then Max's eyes rolled back in his head and he started acting really sleepy so we decided it was definitely an ER trip.
On the way to the ER, Max started vomiting. That's when Mommy started to shake. I've had just enough first aid training to know that a head trauma with vomiting and sleepiness isn't a good thing.
We went to the nearest ER, a small hospital right by our house, where they examined Max right away. The Doctor said it was fine to let him sleep as long as we could wake him every 10 minutes. He also said there would be a good chance that they'd want to transfer Max to the "big hospital" (St. John Detroit) for observation. But that they could do the CAT Scan at the small hospital and it would be much faster.
The CAT Scan showed 2 skull fractures but no brain injury. (Praise God!) They decided to transfer Max for observation. Max was actually kind of excited about the Ambulance ride.
We spent several hours in the Pediatric Emergency Room at St. John Detroit. Then Max was transferred to the Pediatric Intensive Care Unit. Up until that point, the whole experience hadn't really been that bad for Max. But in the PICU he had to get an IV and blood draw. They blew a vein in one hand but finally got the IV into the other. I could hear him crying from out in the hallway. Definitely a down Mommy moment.

But later, around 4am, as I sat holding him, listening to all the monitors, I realized that I had a thankful heart. God has blessed us beyond measure. We were sitting in the PICU for observation and all signs pointed toward no issues at all. I could hear the nurses discussing some of the other patients, at least one was in the PICU for Chemo. And we were just here for observation.
That's when I realized that everything I've been through in life, really, hasn't been that big of a deal. If I felt like it was a big deal, its just because I made it that way in my head. My God is bigger than any of my issues. He truly is worth praising in the storms of life. I know there are people reading my blog who have had issues that really are the big storms of life. Many of them continue to Praise God through those storms and they are a blessing and inspiration to me. And to those that don't have a relationship with God, can I just tell you, I don't really know what you are going through, but God does and he wants to help you through it.
If you have a relationship with God, in the end, everything will be o.k., if its not o.k. its not the end. If you have a relationship with Jesus, at the end you'll be with him and you'll be way better than o.k.

As for Max, he had several consultations with surgeons, they all said the fractures would heal on their own. Although they do want follow up visits. The opthomologist said it didn't appear that there was any injury to his eye, and they'll do a follow up in a few weeks too.
It turns out the treatment for skull fractures is an ice pack & tylenol.
So at the end of our "tough time", Max just has a really bad black eye. But he has a great attitude.