For sweet Jack - who does not deal with chaos, loud noises, lack of schedule, etc well - these days are somewhat frustrating. We have spent lots of time on the computer, playing outside, visiting the video closet... which is one of his favorite things... and taking breaks in the loft.
Every day Jack brings a DVD to hold. Some days, I take Jack home. Today, we got on the road back to his house (which is 15 minutes across town) and he realized that he had left "Curious George Goes Green" at school. Well, needless to say he was very VERY upset. As we were almost home when he found out, we had to keep going... but he cried and cried and cried all the way home. The special chosen DVD is important to sweet Jack, and he feels that he has to have it in order to feel complete. He is not spoiled - though that's how it may sound - but the way that he is geared up denotes that he has to have things in a certain order... and he needed Curious George.
I took Jack home, but he was still so upset. Needless to say, Curious George came back. I drove my car back across town to make sure that the DVD didn't get lost in the fray of the last full day of school. I'm so thankful that I did, because the teacher was about the throw the cover in the trash... and that would've dashed Jack's love for George completely.
Working with kids gives me silly illustrations sometimes, but I have one today. So often I am just like Jack. Something in my life gets lost... something falls apart. Something that is very important to me gets left behind somewhere in the fray. I weep and mourn, worrying that it will not be returned to me, or that it will not be the same...
But then I remember the words of Matthew 10:29-31:
"Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from the will of your Father. And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows."
Hallelujah! I am so thankful to my Heavenly Father that he loves me down to the details of my life. For those who think that He is an impersonal God, think again! My Father is a loving, caring, faithful Lord who knows my every need and meets me at the door with the "Curious Georges" of my life when I feel like the whole world is falling apart. Oh, that I would only trust Him ever more and more. May it be so!!
Happy Thursday! - Mary Frances