mom to the rescue

I love coming to my children's rescue. There have been frog and snake rescues for Amy along with quick trips to the drugstore for cold medicines and prescriptions, and I have bought a few necessities and medicines for Holly and the girls when there was illness at their house. When I am called upon, my heart races and I am resolute in my mission to supply what my girls and their families need in a pinch. I live for this stuff. It's my job; it's what I do.

I am Mom.

On my way to the hospital this morning to be with Holly and Hannah after surgery, I thought about the freshly brewed iced tea and homemade chicken broth I had in my bag for them. It was something to make the day a tiny bit more palatable while they are away from home. I was asked for the tea and I volunteered the soup. My girls had needs. I was joyful in my efforts to meet them. To do this brings ME joy!

In a more important vein, my own daughter comes to the rescue of her girls. For this season, it's Hannah and her surgery. Holly is right beside her eldest every moment she's allowed, attending to her needs, comforting her when she's fearful and becoming the lioness who advocates for her cub when she needs defending. The cycle: attend, comfort, supply, defend. She's doing it so well. Holly, the mom, to the rescue!

It's what mothers do.

Our heavenly Father is our parent. He calls Himself, our Father! Our parent. If I get this much joy when meeting a request or a need from my girls, how much MORE does our heavenly Father get joy out of meeting OUR desires when we are in need and we ask Him? If I am willing to drop everything and drive across town to deliver tea and soup, and Holly will spend night and day with her child, won't the Lord see our plight and bend down to minister to us, His children? Won't He see me, His daughter, and come to my rescue? My heart is full of gratitude and adoration for the Lord and the way He takes care of me, how He supplies my needs and so many of my wants.

I lack nothing.

Father, thank you for your care for us, your children. Thank you for coming to our rescue! You bless me beyond measure. Thank you for your hand in Hannah's surgery and her continuing recovery. There is no one like you! I must be your favorite for you are better to me than anyone else! My heart brims with gratitude and love for you. "I want to sit at your feet, drink from the cup in your hand. Lay back against you and breathe, feel your heartbeat. This love is so deep, it's more than I can stand. I melt in your peace, it's overwhelming..."

Suz