An old friend of mine posted a link to an infant's Caringbridge page on Facebook. Saddened that this may be my friend's baby, I opened up the link. It was not her baby, but someone's baby none-the-less. This is the first thing I read : "Harlow earned her wings this morning". Wow, I immediately felt a rush of sorrow and heartache run through my entire being. I read through this families heartbreaking journey caring for their terminally ill baby girl. While I was trying to clear the massive lump that had formed in my throat, I prayed. Prayed for these young parents who's baby had just 'earned her wings'.
Going home for lunch the next day I was stopped at a stoplight. My heart was heavy as I thought of the many young people I know that are either fighting a terminal illness or have recently lost their battle. I have watched as their loving parents pray and nurture their babies, knowing that God has a plan for their child that was very different from their own.
As I sat at that stoplight I thanked God for giving me my 2 beautiful children, for allowing me to love another human more than I knew possible. I thanked Him for their health. God gives us so much...and He also takes away. Humbling. I was going through an act of self-torture as I put myself in these other parents shoes when they were told of their children's health. I pictured the doctor telling me that one of my daughters was ill and that there was nothing they could do. I felt helpless, weak - the massive lump in my throat was back. As my eye filled with tears something caught my attention on the passenger door of my Volkswagon. A reflection of a rainbow, an arched spectrum of color - like a perfectly drawn rainbow. God's promises!
God doesn't promise me tomorrow. God doesn't promise me that my children will be healthy. God does promise to love me. And if He loves me, he will comfort me.
Thank you, God, for sending me a special message while I was 'stuck' at the red light!
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