I apologize for being indelicate, but we've been dealing with a lot of throw up and other unsavory substances at our house this week. Ironically, Micah had a nightmare Saturday night that he got 15 minutes notice on Sunday morning that he needed to preach the Mother's Day sermon at church. So, I asked him... If you really did have to preach that sermon with 15 minutes notice, what would you say? He said... I'd talk about catching puke. I requested further explanation.
Micah said that the Lord's heart is a lot like that of a mother with a sick child. If anyone but your own child threw up, you would back away immediately. But, when your own child is sick, you rush in there with cupped hands at the first sign of nausea. That's what the Lord does for us when we're dealing with all kinds of ick in our lives. He wants to be there like the concerned mother with cupped hands, offering to bear the brunt of the load. I'm not sure that analogy will ever really make it to a pulpit, but it was an interesting picture for me to ponder.
As for us, this week we pray for health. That Joely will overcome his ick, and that the rest of us will stay healthy. We have a big few days coming up. We have a lot of goodbyes to say this weekend. We're thankful that no matter what we do or where we go, we will always have the One who has the whole world in His hands right there with us. God is good, all the time.