Less than 24 hours after Ben’s face and hands were burned, his face was so swollen his left eye could barely open. The doctors and nurses at Vanderbilt’s burn unit kept telling us to give his skin two weeks to heal. In a single moment looking at my boy who didn’t look like himself, two weeks seemed so far away yet like not enough time for his wounds to heal and his new skin to grow.
But they were right.
It’s not that I doubted them, they’re experts. But I couldn’t see very well beyond that single moment.
Since then, we’ve been overwhelmed by both hard and good moments.
Really, that’s the essence of life. Circumstances happen and sometimes startle us from our normal. But then goodness gets mixed in with the hard parts. For that first week after Ben’s injuries, I pushed down emotions because I needed to take care of him and the rest of my family. The second week my emotions overflowed more easily, and they’re still overflowing.
Time is fickle and fleeting yet
offers perspective on what God has done.
On Easter 2016 after church and lunch, my family of five explored the 33 acres we had recently purchased. A renovation was almost underway and we wouldn’t move for a few more months, but Greg reached out his arm and took our picture in front of our new-to-us house. For me, that moment held so much hope of what was too come as we set our on this country living adventure together.
I made my family assemble in similar pose this past Sunday before we went to the breakfast potluck before our church service. It was Easter again and time was nudging me to pause and remember.
I remembered I was a little nervous about moving to the country – where friends and stores aren’t quite as convenient. But then I think about how friends have showed up for small group, nights filled with Settlers of Catan, lunches with other adoptive moms, and when my son was healing.
I remembered how Rachel learned to climb stairs before we moved and how I was grateful for a single-level home for my fearless girl to explore. She walked in the living room four months after we moved in and hasn’t stopped getting into things yet.
I remembered how dreams change and God binds together his people.
I thought about how we didn’t live here in the spring last year. We stopped by to check on things periodically, but living here as the grass and trees are becoming greener and flowers pop up in places I didn’t expect is lovely.
Many adventures and surprises can happen in a year, or even two weeks. People grow and change, the kids outgrow their shoes and pants and then lose teeth, and the baby becomes a toddler with more hair. There are good days and hard days, but God remains unchanging with us during both.
Take a few minutes to look beyond whatever moment you’re in. Remember where you’ve been and where God is leading you. Remember how the hard days didn’t last forever and good was mixed in even when you may not have expected it.
Susan Shipe says
I love this for all the right reasons – it’s real. Bless you, Kristin, as you “family” well!
Thanks, sweet friend. xoxo
I have been thinking about you and your family. Ben seems to be healing nicely from looking at the picture. I cannot even begin to imagine how scary that must have been. God does redeem our ashes. It’s a beautiful reminder that life not death and light not darkness have the final word. Christ is risen. He is risen indeed. Alleluia! Love you sweet friend.
Christ is risen indeed. So thankful for that and the ways He’s made Himself known in our lives. Thank you for your thoughts & prayers.
Oh, Kristin, that last paragraph is gold! Thank you. I needed to read that today. Hugs
So glad that Ben is healing up nicely! Yay!
I’m so glad you could be encouraged here today, Lyli!
Tiffany Parry says
I love this so much. I’ve been doing some remembering and it always convicts me about just how much I forget His faithfulness in my momentary trials. He is good and so very faithful. So glad that every day marks recovery for Ben and a chance for you to see His promises comes true. xoxo
Remembering is always so good for my soul. I love how you said every day marks a chance to see His promises come true. I need to have that perspective more often. Thanks for your encouragement, Tiffany. xo
Becky Hastings says
It’s so easy to think that the moment we’re in is how it’s always going to be. But God sees so much more than the moment! Grateful for His grace as the seasons ever change.
So easy – but, yes, I’m so thankful for God’s grace and the ever-changing seasons. Thanks for being here, Becky!