In the midst of our mayhem my ‘lost’ boys started their first day of school. They entered their beginning 5th grade and 8th grade week as brave young budding men without a mother or sister to come home to. I often wonder the repercussions this instable life will have on stable-craving boys?
Will they have abandonment issues? Will they resent this unconventional childhood? What is God’s plan for two young boys growing-up in this unpredictable web of medical madness?
My boys came to visit us in the hospital. They ended up spending their Saturday night helping a nurse play for hours with a two-year old boy. This precious child is admitted down the hall from us without family and is struggling with a serious form of cancer. Nicholas and Alexander cheered his every step as if it was an incredible milestone and made him belly-roll laugh despite his medical mask muffling the sounds.
And as I watched this unexpectedly miraculous interaction, I stopped worrying so much about God’s plan for my boys. The Lord was raising gentlemen after His own heart far better than I could do full-time on my own. And that brings me great solace and great joy all at once.
Thank you Lord.
“Do not let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith and in purity,” 1 Timothy 4:12.
Love to each and every one of you,