Wednesday, May 10, 2017

The Joy of Giving Comfort

I've cleaned up much more vomit than I'd like over the past few days.
Last night 3 out of 4 boys threw up!
At least their bedding is getting washed, every day.
But this whole process has highlighted something I've noted quite a few times over the past year or so.
It is a joy to be able to provide comfort.

Don't get me wrong--
I'm as reluctant as just about anyone to get out of bed at 3:27 am when my baby is crying
or to be awakened by a desperate whisper and the putrid smell of throw-up.
And yet, there is a deep sense of satisfaction that comes when I stumble into the baby's room
and as I pick him up out of his crib, he wraps his soft, chubby arms around my neck and hangs on, lays his head on my shoulder, and his cries are immediately quieted.
I feel a profound sense of gratitude when I am able to respond to our children, rinse them clean, change their bedding, get them a drink to sip, and tuck them in securely--warm and clean after going through an ordeal.

As I write I find myself struggling to put into words the feelings that these and other experiences evoke.
But there wells up within me a deep, sweet and tender emotion when I see our children comforted by me.

So while I don't wish for more opportunities to comfort
(as doing so would be to wish difficulty upon our children),
I do cherish the opportunities I have
to soothe their pains, calm their fears, and surround them with love.

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