We got the dreaded stomach bug/norovirus/whatever-yuckiness-is-floating-around. It started out with Molly, my 16-month-old. She woke up from a nap with major diarrhea, and I got the sinking and depressing feeling that we were in for it.
I came down with a terrible stomach ache the same evening. Graciously, God allowed that to be all I had (albeit, I'm still having minor issues with it off and on), and I was able to still be up through the night helping Josh care for vomiting, feverish, diarrhea-diapered Molly.
Josh came down with it violently the next day. It wasn't pretty. He was very ill for the whole evening. Molly was thankfully feeling better by this point, so I was trying to care for him as much as possible.
All the while, I was scrubbing my hands like crazy, and nursing my 1-month-old, Amy, to the point of bursting, in the hopes that she wouldn't get anything. She's still healthy, and I think we're in the clear now, thank the Lord.
One thing I must insert: I HATE vomit. I hate vomiting. I hate talking about, thinking about anything to do with it. Let us be clear. But when you're a wife and a mommy, you gotta do what you gotta do, and for me that was cleaning up vomit off of the floor and other places, and fetching cold rags and ice chips, among other things. There's just no way to escape the yuckiness, unfortunately.....
One evening, in the midst of all of this, we were still trying to keep up our evening family Bible reading. Josh read Psalm 139. That was such a comfort to me to hear those words. It reminded me of just how much God does care for us and knows what we are dealing with.
The part I especially liked and have dwelt on in the past few days was verses 1-6, as follows:
O Lord, You have searched me and known me.
You know when I sit down and when I rise up; You understand my thought from afar.
You scrutinize my path and my lying down,
And are intimately acquainted with all my ways.
Even before there is a word on my tongue, Behold, O Lord, You know it all.
You have enclosed me behind and before,
And laid Your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
It is too high, I cannot attain to it.
It's perhaps a simple thought, but I was very encouraged this week by the Psalm, and remembering that God's knowledge of us is intimate, and He surrounds me. So I can take heart, even in the midst of vomit, because God knows me perfectly, and therefore knows exactly what I am going through, what I need to be sustained, and what I desire, even before I can utter a word to Him. I am so encouraged to serve such an awesome and all-knowing God!
So take courage, whether you're a mommy with vomit on her hands or not, because, if you're a child of God, he cares for you, intimately and deeply!
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