myself. i would pull a chair up to the side of will’s bed, hold his hand and listen to it. i would pump and listen to it. i would sit on the couch, watching caroline and listen to it. i listened to it because it reminded me of who my god is. if my god is truly all of these things, then i can trust him. i can trust that he is in control, he is sovereign and he is good. so when i could literally do nothing else, this is what i did. i trusted that god is good and i trusted that he would be glorified in and 