Hi, Mom

As I walked into the hospital room and met my son’s eyes fighting back tears he said, “hi, mom” as I continued straight to his bed to give him a hug. My 43 year old son, a soldier, a married man,  father of four and step-father of four in that moment simply became my little boy again. Sitting there in that hospital bed in tremendous pain I had the sense that with the arrival of mom and dad, his world came back on an even keel again. A sense of relief. Even though his wife was by his side providing him all the love and support one could give to another, in times like these I think our inner child peeks out looking for familiar comfort and security.

Kevin’s journey of healing is just beginning. I am so grateful that it is beginning on the foundation of hundreds of prayers from friends, family, and even friends of friends. I know that God is hearing those prayers and as physical healing takes place, I know that the Holy Spirit will be whispering words of love, peace and assurance. Thank you Lord.

Isaiah reminds us that “those who wait on the Lord Shall renew their strength; They shall mount up with wings like eagles, They shall run and not be weary, They shall walk and not faint.” (‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭40:31‬ ‭NKJV‬‬). I have sore need to lay claim to this promise tonight. I came to my son’s side from the hospital bed of a dearly loved cousin whom God called home this evening. My sister reminded me that the Lord never gives us more than we can bear. A good reminder. So my heart sings the beautiful verse of song: He giveth more grace as our burdens grow greater/ He sendeth more strength as our labors increase/  To added afflictions He added His mercy/ To multiplied trials He multiplies peace. His love has no limits/ His grace has no measure/ His power no boundaries known unto men/ For out of His infinite riches in Jesus/ He giveth and giveth and giveth again. 

“Lord, I hear Your voice over the crashing waves, saying, ‘Peace, be still.’ I want the miracle of that stillness and accept it as Your gift. I breathe out the tension and breathe in the breath of Your Spirit. In this time of prayer speak to me the whisper of Your love and assurance, grace, and guidance.” Amen. (Lloyd John Ogilvie)

2 thoughts on “Hi, Mom”

  1. Only you know what it’s like in these moments. Thank- you for sharing your innermost thoughts. Prayers are with you and your son.

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