The cheer is still behind his words and there is a hint of sparkle still in his eyes, but his movement happens at a snail's pace. His mind and heart are ready to join in the activity around him, but his body urges him to draw up his oversized green blanket and find a couch.
Our days are passed with thermometer readings, board games, puzzles, "What can we do now?", worksheets, screen time, books, naps and snuggling. Lots and lots of snuggling. Going on six days...
I've got to be honest: there is a part of me that wishes for less snuggling. You mean you want me to ignore the veggies I just started sautéing on the stove? You need to snuggle with me? Again? I wonder how I could multitask during this snuggle session... But there is a wiser part of me that knows this time is brief, that for these passing moments, this little guy needs the comfort of companionship so that he is not alone in his sickness. "Can you leave the door open? I'll just nap on the couch. Who's going to come be with me so I won't be lonely?" All phrases he has spoken more than once in recent days. All phrases that give me a glimpse into his heart.
When he's hurting, he seeks to be in loving arms.
This afternoon, I'm challenged to think about how God responds to our needs for snuggles in the midst of our discomfort and pain. He never tells us that he has other things that he needs to be doing, or that time spent with us is not productive enough. He does not ask us to "go it alone" or tell us to wait until he's available. He is always available. Always willing. Always attentive to our cries.
When we are hurting, we can always seek out his loving arms.
“Because the poor are plundered, because the needy groan, I will now arise,” says the Lord; “I will place him in the safety for which he longs.”
There is no one like the God of Israel.
He rides across the heavens to help you,
across the skies in majestic splendor.
The eternal God is your refuge,
and his everlasting arms are under you.
He will tend his flock like a shepherd;
he will gather the lambs in his arms;
he will carry them in his bosom,
and gently lead those that are with young.
The beloved of the Lord dwells in safety. The High God surrounds him all day long, and dwells between his shoulders.
That's enough to give me the motivation I need, for all the snuggling needed.