Hit the rewind button with me… back to the moment, just before I
got the text from him, “flu type A positive”
and before I drove all five of us in our unusually quiet mini van, half asleep to the doctor’s express clinic
and before saying, “brush teeth, get your shoes and your coats on it is COLD outside this morning,”
prior to rubbing peppermint and coconut oils with “On Guard” all over the soles of my little people’s feet,
and we stripped off our jammies and put on our clothes much earlier than normal,
and the quick juice and frozen waffles and a few bites of banana and maybe some yogurt for everyone’s breakfast
before the hot shower, and the scrubbing clean,
before reading the temp 102.8
and before hearing his cough sounding ugly,
and right before my feet touched the floor, there was that moment.
That moment where anxiety pinched me. hard. and I winced.
after all, “what if…?” (it is the question I’m good at asking myself until I’m half crazy)
And there I laid still waiting, because fear likes to hold me hostage sometimes.
But there – in those breathless seconds He spoke peace. Blessings of peace and calm to my very soul, because He knows me well. He whispered, “My child, you are going where I’ve already made the way plain. You and your family belong to me. Healing comes from my hand, and whatever comes I will care for you and your dear ones.”
These are the true blessings of life. Not material wealth or contentment from great gain, or happiness with self-serving circumstances. No – at this early morning hour I was reminded that the true blessings are the gifts that He gives to me so that I’ll scoot right up close to Him. In those blessings I find Him anew; all that He is and all that He has promised.
That humbling moment, when He said, “Let’s do everything together today.”
I find myself blessed by the Creator of the Universe.
md
Beautiful
thanks Julie!
Mel, this is really good, and where we all should live in all our circumstances. Hope no one else gets it, especially not you, since you are the “nurse” in the situation! You are doing a good job with Michael. Love, Mom
Thanks Mom! Love you!