Whew! The last few days have been out of sorts, if you will.  Our youngest, four year old Michael came down with a fever and nasty cough.  Two days later with little to no relief for our little guy, an Urgent Care visit informed us that he has strep.  Great.  Life is good, but sometimes it can be a bit challenging, raising three amazing, but-sometimes-they-drive-us-up-a-wall, beautiful, children.  Come on, who are kidding?  Yes, mom life is the best life - hoorah, but we’d all be lying to ourselves if we didn’t admit that we could use a vacation once or twice a day.  No, that’s not a typo.  I meant “a day”.  My husband Miguel is awesome.  He’s loving, the most handsome man alive (be sure to tell him I said that), a terrific father, and a great provider; which leaves me, the stay-at-home-mom, to have to sometimes fight the battles of home life all alone while he’s away saving the day at the office; but on sick days, that can feel like a losing battle.  I worry.  I get frustrated.  My mind is frantic.  My husband often tells me to take a deep breath and relax.  Thanks honey, but that’s easier said than done.


On this particular day, Michael had just thrown up on the rug in the family room while I was in the middle of cooking dinner, I was on my middle son David’s case to finish his homework, my teenage daughter Angel was trying to show me her latest artwork, and Miguel was itching like crazy because he’d broken out in hives from an allergic reaction.  I thought I would lose my mind - but thankfully, the LORD, like he so often does, intervened.  My cell chimed and it was a close friend of mine calling to catch up.  I was a bit busy but hadn’t spoken to her in a while so I took the call.  During our conversation she shared that her son was recently ill as well and she also had to take him to Urgent Care. While sitting in the waiting room, she kept thinking to herself how she wished she could take her son’s pain upon herself so he wouldn’t have to bear it any longer.  Suddenly she heard a small still voice explain, “That’s how I felt and that’s what I did for you”.  All she could do was silently cry and give praises to the LORD for HIS ultimate sacrifice.  Hearing this immediately refreshed my soul.  Because of HIS finished work on the cross, I can literally face anything, so why was I having such a hard time?  

I started thinking to myself that I hadn’t spent time with GOD in a few days.  Somehow, I lost HIM in the hustle and bustle of the day to day.  It wasn’t until life got chaotic, that I was reminded of HIS everlasting love and the benefits that come along with daily seeking HIM.  There is no need to be anxious, there is no need to lose my mind.

“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you.  Not as the world gives do I give to you.  Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid” (John 14:27).

This promise of peace is exactly that, a promise.  HE also promises to deliver the righteous out of all of our afflictions (Psalm 34:19).  It was vital that I took the time to seek HIS peace and HIS counsel, and after much needed prayer and meditation on HIS word, my mind relaxed and my heart calmed.  I have no intentions on letting the days get away from me to the point where I forget to spend time with the most valuable person in my life.  I’m sure that’s the same for us all, however, when it does happen, I am overwhelmed with gratitude that HE’S patiently waiting for me to return to my place of refuge. Because we are HIS, out of our chaos will come compassion and correction from HIM, and LORD, I am willing to stop and listen.