Zach asked me this morning, "What'cha doin'?"
"Making a list" I said.
"For what?" he asked.
"Of things to pack for our trip to Charleston" I said.
He thought for a moment. "Where I gonna stay?"
"You're going with Mommy and Daddy" I said.
"Why we going?" he asked.
"So we can go visit Dr. Bradley and some of his friends" I tried to say with some excitement in my voice.
"I don't want to get a shot" Zach said.
Fortunately, he dropped the conversation then and went back to munching on his breakfast.
My heart was so heavy as I thought about picking up the conversation with him later in the week. We must prepare him for what he is about to experience. We must help him to understand that he needs to go through this to make him better. There is no way he can understand it. He must learn to trust Mommy and Daddy to take care of him and do what's best for him. In the same way, my burdened heart must learn to trust the Lord to take care of us and do what's best for us.
It is all about faith.
O LORD, hear my prayer, listen to my cry for mercy; in your faithfulness and righteousness come to my relief.
Those who know your name will trust in you, for you, LORD, have never forsaken those who seek you.
The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and I am helped. My heart leaps for joy and I will give thanks to him in song.
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
1 Peter 5:7
Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.