Our little household has been sick this past week. Sore throats, runny noses, and achy bodies have been no fun, especially with the weather outside being nice. However, this has given me an opportunity to explain to my son about God’s promise to heal us and how Jesus made a blood covenant with us through the cross. I’m not sure how much he understands but I know every little tidbit is a baby seed planted in him. It’s all about nurturing the right seeds, right?
Also this week I’ve had the random Greek myth of soulmates in my head. According to the myth, soulmates were bound in one body with four arms and four legs. Because they were so powerful, Zeus came to fear them. As a solution he cut them in half and placed them in two bodies.
Thinking on this myth it occurred to me how much of it is true in the sense of marriage. A husband and wife united is one of the scariest things to Satan. So what does he do? He works to separate them. Thankfully we have a God Who binds us together, Who makes us stronger.
Something else I’ve been thinking about is ‘How much is my life worth?’ Since the age of sixteen I’ve contemplated what would happen if I died. A bit morbid I know, but that’s where my head went when I was faced with the suggestion of having my sixth open heart surgery. Being a wife and mother adds a whole new level to those thoughts. I’m sure I don’t have to tell you the thoughts and feelings I have about leaving my family, but if my death were to be the thing that drew even one person to God then wouldn’t it be worth it?
I think of Christ, Who surely must have had similar thoughts. He asked for the cup to be passed from Him but He was still willing to drain it for the lives it would save. Is my life worth more than another’s eternity with God? The easy answer is, of course, no. The reality of it is harder. Really it needs to start with how I live. If my death is ever to lead someone to Christ then my life must do the same. Christ didn’t just live His life and then die on the Cross. He first preached and lived God’s love and word. It wouldn’t have made sense otherwise.
So that’s where I’m at right now. Taking a nice long look at my life in relation to other’s eternity. And, going back to being a wife and mother, how my life is impacting my husband and children. Currently I’m teaching my children how to pray by praying myself with them. We love dancing and music so what better way to teach them about worshipping than to put on some worship music and dance to it? In the moments when they ask questions (well, when my son asks questions as my daughter can’t speak yet) then I give them the answers to the best of my ability. I nurture one baby seed at a time.