No one enjoys being sick, but I believe most moms would gladly take the place of their suffering child.

It is awful when your kids are sick. You often feel helpless as you watch the bug work through their system. And you are willing to go to whatever lengths to help them feel better. That means scrapping your plans, driving for medicine or doctors appointments, cuddling all day on the couch and exposing yourself to the sickness in order for your child to tangibly feel your love through hugs and kisses.

These last 24 hours we have been caring our son through symptoms of the stomach flu. It pricks this momma to the core to watch her son lay on the couch all day with flushed cheeks, wrapped up tightly with a blanket even though its warm in the house.


Jackson has been resting on the couch most of the day.

As I sit here and pray for Jackson, I know my Father God understands exactly how I feel as a mother who wants her son to be well. After all, He literally did exchange places with us while we were desperately sick.

God’s heart broke as we entangled ourselves in and embraced the deadly disease of sin. God’s love remained constant and deep despite our unfaithfulness and failure. And, as our Father, He was willing to do whatever it took to save us from ourselves and the sin-sickness that overtook us. So, He exposed Himself to our illness in order to make His love personally known. He took on our sin and exchanged His purity for our filth as He hung on the cross. His love was our cure.

That’s why I choose to trust my God, even when my children are sick. He loves them even more than I do, and He can do what I can not.

For He made Him who knew no sin to be sin for us, that we might become the righteousness of God in Him.

– 2 Corinthians 5:21


I think Jackson secretly wants to fly.

Last weekend, we received several helium balloons, all tied to a big clip. Jackson thought the best use of the clip was to fasten it on the back on his shirt. The balloons accompanied Jackson for almost two days, even while he slept.


Jackson fell asleep with the balloon bunch attached to his shirt.

Jackson eventually determined that a long piece of yarn should be tied to the nice Mylar balloon, so it could be his kite and he could fly it around the house (we had just watched Mary Poppins).

As he ran around living room, I went to take care of some housework. Then, I heard a loud thud.

I came out to find Jackson had moved his small trampoline and was trying to jump up in the air to grab his balloon, which was drifting toward the top of our cathedral ceiling.


Jackson uses the trampoline to try to reach his balloon.

Rather than ask for help, he thought he would solve the problem on his own. He just overestimated his vertical jump.

What are you reaching for today? Is it patience or understanding, wisdom or courage? Are you desperate for answers or healing? Are you striving for a better marriage or restoration of a friendship? Maybe today you are just trying to hold your busy, crazy life together.

It could be that you feel just like Jackson. You are trying everything you can think of to reach that goal or end, but it is just out of your grasp. You are doing everything in your own strength to jump on the trampoline to grab the string of the balloon and are coming up short.

As I watched Jackson jump up again and again trying to reach his balloon, I wondered if I often look like that to God. I try and fail, try and fail, when my Heavenly Father stands beside me with the means to change the circumstances if I would just ask. But instead, I keep reaching.

Jackson finally realized I could retrieve the balloon for him and asked me for help.

Whatever struggle you have today, whether small or monumental, ask God to be almighty and gracious. Confess your need to Him.

If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him.

– James 1:5

So I say to you: Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.

Luke 11:9

In the day of my trouble I will call to you for you will answer me.

– Psalm 86:7