Wednesday, March 08, 2006

The Wow-ness of it all!

Did y'all miss me yesterday? I was bed ridden --- as in beeehhheeed ridden --- with a migraine. Ugh. I wanted so desperately to check in on everyone, but the mere thought of the sound of a pecking key board and the blue haze that the monitor emits was much more than my poor head could handle. So, I quickly posted a few things then scrambled back into bed.

But today ... today I have taken in all your comments from yesterdays post, and me oh my ... I am blown away! You are all very profound thinkers and awesome writers! I am truly wowed by y'all.

I loved each and every comment. EXCELLENT and THOUGHT PROVOKING to see different views and perspectives. Even if you did need more caffeine before commenting!! So... now it's my turn... here goes nothing ...

I sat and read that comment in a book about the 23 Psalm. It was just a side bar, a brief note, just a little "somethin'-somethin'" added to the side of the chapter. But it really caught my eye. I read it. Re-read it. And -- read it again. I'm not really sure who Dag Hammarskjold is either, but the statement was really so very deep. I could imagine a child with a broken toy going to their parent and in their heart, they know that the parent will make it all better again. Or when their blankie gets dropped in a mud puddle, mom will make it clean again. Mom or Dad have, in their child's eye, performed a miracle for them and have made everything all better again. And the love that the parent has for the child is evident in their willingness to do anything ... anything to "make it all better." Sort of like that mini-van commercial where the child had lost their dear teddy bear. Mom went out, bought a new one, washed the van with it, ran over it a few times, pounded it, pulled an eye off, and made the bear appear all beaten up. Why? Because the child had lost her bear and Mom wanted to make it all better. Of course, this was totally NOT the point of the commercial -- but advertisers run that risk when I watch commercials!

Oh, if I could keep a child's eye when I need things to be made all better again, and remember to run in to my Father's arms. They are always outstretched. Always warm. Always waiting. And He never fails to make things 'all better' again. He can wipe away my hurt, my pain, my brokenness and he can 'make it all better' again. He can take the darkest, most secret pain in the pit of our lives, the one you don't think you could ever give up and be rid of -- the yuckiest splotch in our life that overshadows all other joy in our life -- and he can wash it clean. Make it new. He can provide the most profound and deepest forgiveness imaginable.

I never really "understood" how very deep the love of a parent is until I had my own son. I thought I understood, but until you have a child, you really don't. I think I've mentioned before that my husband's sister and her daughter (my niece, whom I adore as if she were my own) lived with us for a few years... Anyway, when she would get sick in the middle of the night and throw up, I would always walk away ... very fast ... and let her momma take care of her. Why? Because I would begin to gag and want to throw up too! But my sister-in-law always lovingly cuddled her, wiped her face, changed her, cuddled her some more, reassured her, and put her in her own bed without a second thought. That's a mom's love. Truly. I personally always liked to give a kid back when they were spewing. But a mom gathers her child in and loves them. And now, I understand that. If my son throws up on me, that is secondary to his own discomfort. My mind goes first to how I can comfort him, love him, and make him all better. Amazing, isn't it? A mother's love is that deep!

I can only imagine how deep the Father's love is for us that he is willing to forgive anything. ANYTHING. And he will comfort us and make it all better.

13 comments:

Sheri said...

Glad you are doing better! nothing quite like a migraine to knock you off your feet and appreciate being able to do laundry and all that good stuff without a throbbing head!

shannon from rocks in my dryer said...

One of the best parts of parenthood is catching a teeny-tiny glimpse of how the Father must love us. It's beyond overwhelming.

Sending you healthy thoughts today--hope you're doing better and can stay out of beeeehhhheeeeed.

sarahgrace said...

It's been attack of the migraines this week, hasn't it? I read your post and thought, oh man! not you too! Thank goodness they don't last forever! (I personally, would rather give birth than have a migraine though!)

Glad you're feeling better today!

Lauren said...

GiBee, you won't know how much your post touched me today until I finally get my post up and you read it. Thank you!

On a sidenote: Did you get my emails? Are you avoiding me? Don't be hatin!

Kristen said...

Sorry about your migraine. I don't think I've ever had one, but can imagine how painful they are. It is so true that you don't know that kind of love until you are a parent. Take it from someone with an intense hatred and fear of anything related to vomit. Last week I was vomited on and around more times than I care to count and it didn't phase me in the least. Now that my friend, is love. :-) I loved this post.

Corina Bowen said...

Glad your back and feeling better!!

Mama D said...

Well said.

Praying for your Prodigal said...

Just doing a little blog-browsing this afternoon and came across a fellow-migraine sufferer---ererer!

I have had migraines since the onset of puberty...and yes, they are relentless and have occured throughout and beyond menopause! Have you ever tried Imitrix? It has been a life saver for me--

Looks like you were missed by your faithful blog-friends. I'm glad, too, that you are feeling better; there's nothing quite like a migraine--or the relief you feel when it is gone.

Loved reading your post--I'll stop in again.

Morning Glory said...

So happy you're feeling better!

Morning Glory said...

By the way, I LOVE the name of your blog!!

Faith said...

Migraines are just wicked! Sorry you had one. Love the post. It really was nice.

Carol said...

Glad you're feeling better.

And you're right - we just can't imagine the love of a parent until we are parents ourselves. Even then we can't imagine God's love for us - never ending, the same for each of us, insurmountable, limitless, can't be earned no matter what, and etc., etc., etc.,...

GiBee said...

Thanks to all of you for your lovely comments...

Praying For Your Prodigal ... welcome to Kisses of Sunshine -- hope you stay a while!!! I use Maxalt for my migraines, and sometimes can catch one before it becomes full blown with Excedrin, but if I medicate too much, I end up with rebound headaches, which are, in some cases, worse than the original one!

Lauren -- I emailed you back, and it bounced back to me. I'll try again today. Not bein' hateful -- promise!

Morning Glory -- thanks for the compliment on the name Kisses of Sunshine! I'm loving it too!

I don't know about y'all, but I sure am missing momRN2!