It Doesn't Get Better

Than this:

Midnight Writings

Littles is getting out his wiggles next to me while I drink my orange juice, and I thought I'd type up last night's journalling:

It's three in the morning, and I can't sleep for thinking about the goodness of our Lord. We get Little's last cast off today, and it has been a journey. As his little foot has been reshaped, both through gradual casting and the more dramatic (and, consequently, more painful) surgery, I think of the verse in Romans which calls us to not be conformed to the pattern of this world but to be transformed into the likeness of Christ. Just as Little's foot has been reshaped over the last three months, so have I been challenged and pushed into Christ's mold. And so, at the end of this beginning (we still have many months of braces and a lifetime of dealing with this foot), I want to declare the goodness and power of Christ Jesus in our lives.

Some may ask, "If God is so good and so powerful, why did he allow your little boy (who has never done anything wrong) to be born with a misshapen foot that can't do the job it was intended for?" But I see in this a bigger purpose. Scripture tells us that God knew us before we were even formed in the womb (Psalm 139), and I can only conclude that Littles was fearfully and wonderfully made. So I'm holding on to my belief that God knows every one of the Little Man's days and that He doesn't mess up! I hope that because of this foot, Littles learns gratitude for the good doctors and nurses who cared for him. I hope he learns gentleness towards those around him who are far worse off. And most of all, I hope his foot reminds him daily (hourly!) of his need for Christ, the Great Physician and Perfecter of All Things. In Little's weakness, may Christ be seen in all His strength. There is nothing more beautiful than a need for Christ that drives us to His throne of Grace, and I believe that God loves the Little Man so much that He didn't want him to miss out on a lifetime with Christ.

In that spirit, let me proclaim once more: I am a sinner in need of the loving and perfect God who graciously gave up His own son to save my soul for all eternity. I could not pay the price for my sin, but Jesus did. And because of Him, I can spend forever getting to know the beauty and majesty and perfection of the almighty God. I pray the same for Littles and for all those with whom we came in contact. This is good news. May I not be remiss in sharing it.