My heart was broken

At 4 months Eirikur had his first cold. He had a runny nose, a cough and a fever. I tried the best a mommy could to help him feel comfortable as his body was fighting this cold. My heart was broken when he would cry for help in a whimper voice and I could do nothing but hold him and pray. It was during his days of not feeling well that Eirikur reached for me while Marni was holding him, this was the first time my son reach for me. My heart was joyful that he wanted me but sad that he was not feeling well. My broken heart was because I love him so much and it hurts me to see him unhappy. It is the same how Jesus see us, but even more, when we are hurting he is too. He so wants to help us and He can if we just let him. Praise God!!!