But yesterday, it was as if time froze, I was able to step away from A through F, to be led to Z. A Facebook friend posted a link to this little boy's story. If you can, please read about Tripp, his amazing mom, and lift up a prayer for them.
And then today, another time-freeze moment for me. Marcus got his new glasses yesterday. They are prism glasses with a little bit of a prescription as well. He wasn't too thrilled at first, but today, he asked to wear them in the morning. Here's a short list of all the things he said while wearing his new specs:
- Everything looks so color-y.
- Look at the trees!
- May I wear them a little longer?
- I look like Daddy.
- Telling the Trader Joe's clerk: I got new glasses. They're cool!
And my favorite...
Me: Is God helping you see?
Marcus: Yes, God is helping me see through the glasses.
I'm very thankful to have been able to pause from the daily juggling act to experience two totally different sides of the emotional spectrum. Sadness and grief for a child I've never met, and joy and gratefulness for a child of my own. But I'm seeing how many times, my thankfulness is born of my grief. Although my burden will never ever compare to the weight that Tripp's mom carries, there is a contentment that only blooms in areas of my heart that have been tilled with despair. So I'm praying for her...that she will somehow know a peace that surpasses all understanding because she's going through a pain that only few can fathom.