There are days when I get home-sick, and I’m not talking about missing my home or my parents’ home. There are days when I miss my heavenly home, and the weight of it can threaten to crush me. But it can only threaten. I have no recollection of it but there are plenty of hints in the Bible of just how wonderful it is. My favourite hint is in Revelation 21:4 “4 ‘He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”
Tuesday night, we received a late telephone call from the grandparents of Little Guy’s best friend at school. In less than a week since Grandpa saw his family doctor, he has seen a specialist, had x-rays, blood work, an MRI and yesterday, a biopsy, on his head. They were wondering if I could pick up their grandson and bring him home until they finished with that appointment. Uh…Absolutely!
Yesterday morning, I felt compelled to say “Hi” to one of the other Moms. I hardly know her, but she talked for a long time about her financial insecurity, the sudden loss of her Mom, her mother-in-law’s progressive illness, and the very real fear that her husband is developing the same progressive illness. She was asking me questions like “how am I going to do this?” and I didn’t have an answer.
The list of people I know who are experiencing serious illness or loss is long. Many of them are so young…and the list seems to grow daily. At times, I just want to hold them all, to somehow shield them if only for a moment, from the stress and pain and fear. Of course I can’t – but God can.
There are days when I get home-sick, and not even a cup of tea can fix that…but it’s worth a try. I’m putting on the kettle…