I’m in quarantine with Samantha. My man-made bubble, designed to keep the children safe. A room within the house where I sit with a sick child and shut out the world. Other than quick trips to get food or other necessities (mask on) we don’t leave here. So for the next few days it’s all about getting well within our disinfected, Lysol smellin’ bubble.
Last week Samantha complained of a sore throat and four days later, she was in the hospital battling a flu unlike any I’ve ever seen. Now she’s home and in a safe bubble.
When I called the school to alert them to Samantha’s condition, they informed me that hundreds of students were out sick with the same VERY CONTAGIOUS flu. I was so mad! Why didn’t they alert me? My children are physically compromised and no one cared enough to even let us know. I’ve put our entire household in quarantine utill I know this is over. I’ll keep my family in a bubble utill I know they can be safe out there!
I hate the fact that the world I send my children out in every day is filled with sickness, sin & evil….
Between coughs Samantha says, “Mom, I miss my friends. (cough) When can I go back to school? (cough, cough). I love you Mom.” My heart melts as I think of how excited she gets when she sees her friends. She has great friends….. “Mom, I miss my teachers too.”
As I fight an inner battle starting within me, my mind begins to recall …'I am your refuge…,’ ‘…you are the apple of my eye…,’ ‘…I hold you in the palm of my right hand…’ ‘POP’
That protective bubble I’ve placed around Samantha disappears. I reply, “As soon as you’re all better, honey… I love you too.”
But what about the rest of the children? Some of them are so fragile! Can they survive out there? ‘…I am your shield, from every danger…,' '…do not let your heart be troubled…' ‘POP’
Again, the bubbles begin popping as I realize that God knows all about this world!
My battle slowly dissolves, I’ve decided to give up on my man-made bubbles (they cause a lot of stress), and place them in this one instead: “For when your faith is tested, your endurance has a chance to grow. So LET IT GROW, for when our endurance if fully developed, you will be strong in character and ready for anything.” James 1:3-4
‘POP,’ LET THEM GROW! ‘POP’
Yes, we will still put our children in quarantine when they get sick. But as soon as they are out, we will go out and celebrate (probably at a germ-infested McDonalds playland) and hopefully ‘… be a light in this world…’
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Monday, September 7, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Rollercoasters
Hi and welcome to my blog! I hope these short essays of my life will give you a glimpse into what happens here at Broken Sparrow. Each day brings with it a rollercoaster of emotional ups and downs that I've learned to embrace. Some days it's a wild ride that turns my tummy into knots and other days are as enjoyable as a Ferris Wheel ride on a spring day. So jump- on and here we go.....
For the last couple of weeks I have been saying things like 'I can't wait till school starts', 'I'm counting the days till school begins', and I'll be glad when all the kids are finally in school'. Summer is always fun but exhausting! So with school right around the corner, of course, I've been day dreaming about having some 'ME' time!
Finally today came and I began loading kids on their buses one at a time. Then as I watched Ty climb onto that huge bus for his first day of kindergarten all of a sudden my heart did a flip and I almost ran and pulled him back off! He looked so little next to that huge bus! But I stood my ground, took a deep breath and said a quick prayer instead.
You see, Ty wasn't supposed to have a first day of kindergarten. He wasn't supposed to be able to walk to a bus, or even say 'bye mama' with that huge Ty smile. As I watch the bus pull away I think back to when a doctor sat me down and told me I should be thinking about how I would deal with Ty's earthly departure (major rollercoaster). Now here I am trying to handle his first day of school departure!
Two short years ago Ty wasn't walking, talking,eating or breathing well. His condition seemed to be getting worse and the doctors didn't give us much hope. But I clung to the hope in Christ, and His assurance that, 'He will finish the work He began in Ty'.
Now as I walk back through the house, I can see in my minds eye, Ty's walker gathering dust in the crawl space, his suction machine buried deep in a closet somewhere and his replacement g-tubes in a box long forgotten. But most of all I can still hear his happy voice, ringing through the house as a declaration of his freedom 'Moommeeee'!
Yes, Ty's short life has been a rollercoaster of highs, lows, twists, turns and even some loop de loops! Will there be more... absolutely! But today.... I'm ready for that Ferris Wheel, a cup of hazelnut coffee and a little 'ME' time.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL!! www.brokensparrowhome.com
For the last couple of weeks I have been saying things like 'I can't wait till school starts', 'I'm counting the days till school begins', and I'll be glad when all the kids are finally in school'. Summer is always fun but exhausting! So with school right around the corner, of course, I've been day dreaming about having some 'ME' time!
Finally today came and I began loading kids on their buses one at a time. Then as I watched Ty climb onto that huge bus for his first day of kindergarten all of a sudden my heart did a flip and I almost ran and pulled him back off! He looked so little next to that huge bus! But I stood my ground, took a deep breath and said a quick prayer instead.
You see, Ty wasn't supposed to have a first day of kindergarten. He wasn't supposed to be able to walk to a bus, or even say 'bye mama' with that huge Ty smile. As I watch the bus pull away I think back to when a doctor sat me down and told me I should be thinking about how I would deal with Ty's earthly departure (major rollercoaster). Now here I am trying to handle his first day of school departure!
Two short years ago Ty wasn't walking, talking,eating or breathing well. His condition seemed to be getting worse and the doctors didn't give us much hope. But I clung to the hope in Christ, and His assurance that, 'He will finish the work He began in Ty'.
Now as I walk back through the house, I can see in my minds eye, Ty's walker gathering dust in the crawl space, his suction machine buried deep in a closet somewhere and his replacement g-tubes in a box long forgotten. But most of all I can still hear his happy voice, ringing through the house as a declaration of his freedom 'Moommeeee'!
Yes, Ty's short life has been a rollercoaster of highs, lows, twists, turns and even some loop de loops! Will there be more... absolutely! But today.... I'm ready for that Ferris Wheel, a cup of hazelnut coffee and a little 'ME' time.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL!! www.brokensparrowhome.com
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