About a week ago, Maddie started getting sick. She has one of her older sisters to thank for sharing the germs. It started out as a cold, which we didn’t think much about, but then green gunk started coming out of her eyes over the weekend. Not a good sign. Doctor’s office, here we come.
Throughout most of the visit, Maddie was as happy as could be. I wish I was as “good” at being sick as she is. She was smiling and cooing and be all things cute. But then the doctor had to look into her ears to check for an infection. Apparently when children are younger, whenever they have eye infections/pink eye, it is an almost sure sign of an ear infection. As the doctor was checking Maddie’s ears, she used what resembled a crochet hook to scoop out some gunk. At this point I no longer had a happy baby. Maddie was screaming like I have never heard her scream in her three short months of life. Shrieks. Yells. All of it. To make matters worse, the doctor had me helping pin down Maddie’s arms so that she couldn’t reach up and try to grab the crochet hook that was stabbing her brain. Okay, so it wasn’t stabbing her brain, but by the sounds of her cries you would have thought as much. After that tortuous experience, the doctor declared that she does in fact have pink eye and an ear infection, and that she’s calling in some medicine.
As Maddie and I were recovering (it’s never fun for the mom during those exams either), I was thinking about how our relationship with God is oftentimes similar to Maddie’s encounter with her doctor. We have these moments where our growth stalls, we may even be in pain (be it spiritual, mental, emotional or even physical), and we cry out to God. We pray, read our Bibles, get counsel from friends, but the pain or struggle continues. Sometimes it even gets worse. But just as Maddie had to go through a painful experience so that she could be properly diagnosed and get the proper medication to be made well, we must also go through experiences that stretch us and can get to the point where we feel we can go no further. For it is often in those times that we are being molded, are learning, and are growing to be the servant God desires for his work. My prayer for you is that when you hit these points in your life where life is throwing punches that you ask God for strength, encouragement, and wisdom.
You are being made stronger.
You are being made more useful.
Persevere, my friend. It’s the silver lining.
“Since therefore the children share in flesh and blood, he himself likewise partook of the same things, that through death he might destroy the one who has the power of death, that is, the devil, and deliver all those who through fear of death were subject to lifelong slavery. For surely it is not angels that he helps, but he helps the offspring of Abraham. Therefore he had to be made like his brothers in every respect, so that he might become a merciful and faithful high priest in the service of God, to make propitiation for the sins of the people. For because he himself has suffered when tempted, he is able to help those who are being tempted.” – Hebrews 2:14-18 (ESV)
~ Jessica ~