In sickness and in death.

There are days when life just doesn't seem fair. Today is one of them. I've been under the weather for over a week now. Severe congestion, loss of voice, lack of energy. It hasn't been pleasant. Just when I thought I was back on the mend, I started getting that sick feeling. I was confused though as I was already sick. Sure enough, I went to bed with a painfully sore throat and achy muscles. I remember waking up a few times to chills, but was too tired to think that I might be running a fever. By the time the alarm went off this morning, I was in pain. Every muscle hurt (including my eyelids) and my throat was unbearably sore. I was running a slight temp too (100.2). I couldn't believe my bad luck. Why????? Even though today is New Year's Eve, Peter needed to be in at work. Lots to do with year end. There was no way I could play the sick card without feeling 100x guilty. So he left for work and I stayed home with the kids, camping out on the couch while Miles was awake and slipping into bed once Miles went down for his morning nap. Thank goodness Simon is old enough to to be trusted to watch PBS by himself without me having to worry about what he's getting into. This last week has just been plain miserable. Not how I pictured spending Christmas and New Years.

After I woke up from my sicky nap, I logged on to facebook. That's when I found out that a friend had lost her 3 year old to a car accident. He died instantly. My heart broke and I couldn't believe that this tragedy had come to someone that I knew. I didn't know her well, but I had met her a few times, and met her kids too. I have mutual friends who are closer to her and her family and so this news traveled far and wide in the facebook world. I'm still in shock. You better believe I'm holding my 4 year old closer today. My heart just breaks thinking about how it must feel to say goodbye to your firstborn. I just can't imagine. And I don't want to.

So yes, this world just seems so unfair. And in contrast, my sickness is nothing when you think about the death of a little child.  It puts everything into perspective. Yesterday at church we sang our church "anthem" song. It Is Well With My Soul. Today seems like an appropriate time to think upon this song. It's a song filled with sorrow and yet rejoicing. Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight.


"And, one day, when He comes back to rule forever, the mountains and trees will dance and sing for joy! The earth will shout out loud! His fame will fill the whole earth – as the waters cover the sea! Everything sad will come untrue. Even death is going to die! And he will wipe away every tear from every eye."