My husband's cancer is back. It's a little scary, a little crazy. But if there is an upside to it all, it's that it makes us step back and refocus our priorities and what we really want. It makes us appreciate more the little things, the important things. I think this is part of what the Lord meant when He said we must become as little children to enter the kingdom of heaven. Children recognize those small miracles. Their desires are pure and simple. Let me give you an example:
A couple of weeks ago, one of my young sons asked me, "If you could have three wishes, what would they be?"
I said, "Hmmm...I don't know," (this was before we knew about the cancer). "What would yours be?"
Here's what he said:
"I would wish:
- To have the best handwriting
- To have any Lego set anytime, all organized, and with a snap of my fingers they would all be put away
- And to have great eye sight."
Then my even younger daughter chimed in with her wishes:
"I would wish for:
- World peace
- That Mom would always be happy [yeah, I'm raising her right]
- And to be a warewolf [like I said, raising her right]."
Wow. I'm just not even sure what to say about those wishes, or what they say about us! Wishes that don't include money, chocolate, super powers, world domination, or even more wishes. Just the simple things like Legos and furry bodies with vicious sharp teeth. See--it's all about priorities. And I'm thinking ours are in pretty good order.
