Two of my four babies are sick. I don't care how old they are -- when they are sick, they are my babies. When Caleb, my five year old, was cuddled up with me yesterday, I asked him what he needed. Something to eat? NO. Something to watch? NO. To go to sleep? NO. He just kept saying, "I need you." I know the feeling.
All growing up, whenever I was sick, I just wanted my mommy. There wasn't anything in particular I wanted her to do, I just wanted her. There is something comforting and healing about a parents love. When we are sick, and we are feeling low, we need that comfort to get us through.
And so I did what any mom would do -- I sat with my boy, cuddled him, loved him, stroked his hair, and was just there for him. I was there -- not because I could do anything -- but because he needed me. And I loved every minute of it. I love feeling that just my presence is healing to him. And it got me thinking.
My five year old is smarter than me. When he is feeling down, feeling low, and feeling sick...he knows what he needs. He needs his mom. He needs to love and comfort that only she can provide. So why do I, when I am feeling down and low and sick not realize Who it is that I need? Why don't I run to God, knowing full well that in His presence I will feel better? Curled up in Him is where I will find comfort and rest and healing. I need to call out -- "I NEED YOU!"
And yet I don't. I run after other things that I think will make me feel better. So many things that call and lure and yet do nothing for my soul. I am sick (currently physically as well as spiritually) and I just need to call out for that Parental love that will heal me. And so here it goes..
I JUST NEED YOU. I don't need all those other things. I JUST NEED YOU.
Thanks for sharing this, Janet. So true! I hope you all feel better soon.
Posted by: Kara Swanson | July 31, 2009 at 07:21 PM
Awww what a sweet post, Janet. Even at 28 years old, I "need" my mom when I'm sick. :)
Posted by: Emilie | July 31, 2009 at 07:47 PM
Jan-Jan, so sorry you and Caleb are sick. Wish I could be there to help you out, and just to BE with you. Love, Mother
Posted by: Terry Bryan | July 31, 2009 at 08:50 PM