How Far Would We Go?

I'm not sure if I confessed that I started reading the Message Bible over again, but I did. I was telling Jeff that it wasn't like finishing Moby Dick and saying, "there I've done it, mark it off as an accomplishment in life and I'll never wade through those thousands of pages again." It was more like a real desire to go back and see what I missed, to see if it was still so in tune with my current situation.

So today I read about a government official during Jesus' time who was connected enough to have heard the rumors that Jesus was performing miracles and that He was coming to his town of Galilee. Clearly the thing that struck me was this man had a son that was on the brink of life and death and he went right up to Jesus and told him his son was dying. Interestingly, Jesus was a bit put off and said, "Unless you people are dazzled by a miracle you refuse to believe."

I really related to the next part when the father wouldn't be put off. I picture him putting himself in Jesus' path when he said, "Come down, it's life or death for my son." Jesus told him to go home, because his son lived.

Now I wouldn't know Jesus if He came to my town, but I can relate with petitioning Him to save my son. I found myself wondering just how far I would go. Would I throw myself at His feet and beg...yes. Would I run behind Him pleading my case for a mile...probably. When you think about it, isn't it really amazing what we will do as parents for our children? What we would bargain? What we would give up? I have to say that I've had these thoughts so frequently that reading that today made me know that I wasn't the only parent who had been there. I had good company before me many years ago.

Today was a tough day for Coleman. Our visit with the nurse didn't go as well because he didn't feel as well. She was understanding and they had some good communication. There are just days when he doesn't have the zeal and it makes me realize how far he has come and makes me more appreciative for the days when his sparks are flying.

Spen worked at home with me today on his subjects and this weekend we are writing some poems for his English lesson. He's running some lines by me about war and battle...truth be told, it's because he's been watching Hogan's Heroes. He wanted me to add this picture of his guinea pig Nibbs in full bling.



A big hug to my longtime friend Tracey for delivering dinner. Yes, we went backwards and started with the cake. Seeing you just took me back to the old days at work when we had lunch together every day and wondered how we ended up in this crazy business. Seeing you with your son you worked so hard for makes you look complete.

You know, when we get right down to it as parents, what wouldn't we do for our kids? How far would be too far? I haven't found out yet.