So, how do we behave once the crisis is over? The adrenaline has stopped pumping. Each day begins to look like the one before…. Yet they look not at all like all the ones that were really before- before our own personal D-day. That is overly dramatic. No babies were left without daddies, no young wives without their husbands. This mama was not left without a baby. And yes, history buffs- thanks to Wikipedia (not a scholarly resource), I know that was not an appropriate use of “d-day”- but it felt like an attack to me and this is my story. So I guess March 2 should more appropriately be called V-day (my term for victory- day). The day was a day of victory over death. Death- where is your sting? But death is not the only thing that leaves a sting. Very often, life is quite stinging. Yesterday, Seth was having trouble turning over or something- I can’t even remember the exact hurdle. But, as I helped him (did it for him), I said… I wish I could do it ALL for you. He said (again)- I am so glad that you can’t. I don’t know if he remembers the first time… but early on, we had some pretty harrowing nights and even in the darkest hours, he knew that this path was his and his alone. One of those early nights, Seth looked at me and said that he was so glad that if this had to happen to us that it was him and not one of the other brothers. He was worried that we would not be able to get Joshua to cooperate (and Lord knows we could not physically force him to) and I think he was felt that Logan would not relate as easily to all the folks with whom you have to interact. Logan is generally pretty quiet and truly enjoys the company of just a handful of people. So if he likes you, you should count yourself lucky. As a baby, he was not as good at hiding his distaste of all the silliness of folks and did quite a bit of glaring. Later that same evening, Seth was really hurting and I was standing behind his bed rubbing his head. As my tears dropped onto his already wet face, I said, “I wish I could do this for you” and his immediate response was the same as yesterday…. “I’m so glad that you can’t.” There are certain paths that we are chosen to walk.. some are literally walks in the park and others are perilous with pitfalls and briars. Sometimes our path takes an unexpected turn- like on our D-Day. But we do not walk alone… and even though our earthly brothers and sisters cannot take our place, they can walk alongside us and lend a helping hand as our Heavenly Father goes before us AND behind us- he hems us in and surrounds us. Sometimes it seems like I can literally inhale his presence. Do you know what I mean? And other days, I look around and dont see him anywhere. But thats OK.... So, how do we behave once the crisis is over? I don’t really know. But thanks for walking alongside us as we figure it out. Psalm 139:5 You hem me in, behind and before, and lay your hand upon me
Posted on: Tue, 06 May 2014 11:27:22 +0000
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