He’s cute even when he’s sick isn’t he?
Actually he’s just about all better now, but boy did we have a long week!
After 3 nights in the hospital we are finally home, and relishing in the fact that at least we missed the 100 degree weather this week. Always find the blessing people.
Actually, and strangely there is a blessing to this story.
A blessing in the form of a quiet (raspy) little voice, tugging at my heart to remember that we humans are really not that spectacular. Okay, yeah we can take x-rays, and preform surgery, give medications, and prescribe treatments but really we’re not that amazing…..a lot of the times we’re really just wrong….even doctors….and yes…even mothers.
(Shhhh….don’t tell my kids)
But I am reminded this week that I shouldn’t put my faith in people who I think have the answers to my problem. Instead put my faith in God, then look to the people he places around me……not the other way around.
I’m going to embroider this on a pillow next week
Then I got to thinking that Isn’t it funny how life’s “crisis” bring out the raw truth:
That when we have given our lives over to the Lord, we need to shut up and stop being so flippin emotional lie still in a quiet weakness to let him move through us.
It’s easy to remember God in emergencies isn’t it?
But what about during non-emergencies, you know…..the rest of life that happens when all your kids are healthy, the sun is shinning and you’ve got a wad of twenties in your pocket. Why don’t I remember to turn to God with the same zeal, and honesty of my dependence on Him?
Do I care more when I’m hurting?
Maybe I just care to show it more…….it’s more important now that something I value is at risk……..”Oh yeah…that’s right…..God is really the only one incontrol here…..Let’s ask him for help….”
So How to show it when I’m not in crisis?
I don’t know…maybe sometimes it’s like the Amy Grant song:
So the blessing?
The knowledge that God is there….
Even when my kids get croup in the summer (because that is just weird)
And that He’s also there for me when I’m craving fruit loops and we’re out of milk…..
or when the boy completely misses the toliet for the um-teenth time and turns my shower curtain an ugly shade of yellow….
and God’s also there when I am blessed with a new home, or a new job, a new friend, or even when I think we’re out of millk but find a small carton left over from the kids lunch… and it’s.just enough for a bowl of fruit loops…….
He is there, deserving of all the praise and glory no matter what my daily situation is……
Now to put that into practice….
And secretly honestly I’m hoping that if I can remember God in the daily life I can maybe skip over some of those upcoming trials he’s got planned for me……..
Yeah, I know….probably doesn’t work that way…..
