My daughter in law and I took a road trip to visit my grandson and his sweet mother while my son is out of town. We have the honor of watching my grandson during the day while his mommy is at work. It's been fun for me to be with both my daughter in laws and my grandson.
Yesterday was our first day alone with the little guy, and it was an adventure. My grandson started out on a good note, but as the day went on, he didn't feel well. He decided that he didn't want his bottle anymore, he didn't want to nap, and he wanted to sit on the foot rest in his stroller. He only wanted to eat food from a jar, take a bath in a standing position, and listen to music.
As the day wore on, and he continued to voice his opinion, my desire to comfort him and love him only increased. When his mom arrived home, she was able to convince him that a bottle was a good option for his next meal. We were all feeling pretty good about the fact that he had a full belly, but the belly must have felt a little too upset about the arrival of so much milk because shortly after the joyful bottle episode, my grandson was cuddled next to me on the couch and he lost everything he once had in his belly! The Big Throw Up projected itself out of his mouth all over the floor, all over my lap top, all over me, all over him, well, all over! Up his nose, and he began to cry, his mother jumped into action reaching for him to comfort him. loving him tenderly.
Everyone worked to clean up The Big Throw Up.
I'm reminded again of my God. He is always there to clean up The Big Throw Up, my big throw up. So many times, I can be unsettled, I can be afraid, I can feel lost in some way, I can throw my emotions around. God is there to comfort me, to clean me up, to hold me. He is there before, during and after. It's a process, a journey, and God is walking with me. I love Him. Say That Again, Jesus, You are the God that cleans up The Big Throw Up, You are a Mighty God.
Yesterday was our first day alone with the little guy, and it was an adventure. My grandson started out on a good note, but as the day went on, he didn't feel well. He decided that he didn't want his bottle anymore, he didn't want to nap, and he wanted to sit on the foot rest in his stroller. He only wanted to eat food from a jar, take a bath in a standing position, and listen to music.
As the day wore on, and he continued to voice his opinion, my desire to comfort him and love him only increased. When his mom arrived home, she was able to convince him that a bottle was a good option for his next meal. We were all feeling pretty good about the fact that he had a full belly, but the belly must have felt a little too upset about the arrival of so much milk because shortly after the joyful bottle episode, my grandson was cuddled next to me on the couch and he lost everything he once had in his belly! The Big Throw Up projected itself out of his mouth all over the floor, all over my lap top, all over me, all over him, well, all over! Up his nose, and he began to cry, his mother jumped into action reaching for him to comfort him. loving him tenderly.
Everyone worked to clean up The Big Throw Up.
I'm reminded again of my God. He is always there to clean up The Big Throw Up, my big throw up. So many times, I can be unsettled, I can be afraid, I can feel lost in some way, I can throw my emotions around. God is there to comfort me, to clean me up, to hold me. He is there before, during and after. It's a process, a journey, and God is walking with me. I love Him. Say That Again, Jesus, You are the God that cleans up The Big Throw Up, You are a Mighty God.
Such a great post! I have to agree with you in that God is always there to clean up! It been a bit since I last caught up with your blog. Sorry! Wishing you a blessed week!
ReplyDeleteGood to hear from you! Thank you. How are you?
DeleteBlessings to you too :)