I escaped the hospital today, for just a few hours.I’ve been here for days, often by myself, and I was feeling pretty dusty. Two sweet sons engineered my getaway; one came to pick me up and the other arranged for a trusted friend to sit with Andrew. (Andrew is my third son, who is in the hospital following a serious car accident. A few more details here and on Facebook.)
It’s an honor and a privilege to be a mom. I was reminded of that when my son awoke from his first surgery with the words, “I love you, Mom.”
But sometimes the path gets stirred up, there are holes and detours, and we get to feeling pretty dusty. I know I have this week.
My sweet daughter-in-law sent me this verse the other day, and I’ve seen it come to life over and again since.
“As a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear Him; for He knows how we are formed, He remembers that we are dust." (Psalm 103:13,14)
As I sat by my son’s hospital bed with compassion pouring out of every pore, I remembered that He has compassion on me. As I love and hurt for my son, He loves and hurts for me. And he knows. He remembers. He knows how my boy was formed—just where those bones should be.
He remembers what? That we’re dust. We fall. We cling. We wallow. He remembers that, and He still has compassion on me.
We live in a dusty world. It’s fallen. Bad stuff happens. But in the midst of it all, His unfailing compassion is there.
Whatever your dust today, that’s quite a promise!
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6 comments:
what a great perspective, laura. continuing to pray for you and your family.
Wow Laura so well written and from the heart.
I love this and am totally borrowing it--I, too, am ever so "dusty"!! Thank you for allowing the Lord to work through you, especially in this time of trial.
Prayed for your family and you Andrew this morning.
Wow, great post Laura. You are so inspiring - love seeing your heart in these posts in the midst of this trial. Love, Meg
Laura,
I have been thinking of you and your sweet boy. Bless your hearts. Your comment on my facebook post just took my breath away and all week long this is what we've been doing--holding them tight close to us, thanking our good God for each one.
I will continue to pray for Andrew's recovery, friend. Bless you. May the Lord keep you well.
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