if Jireh can read…


Dear Jireh, tomorrow you will be going for your first operation. I never thought it would come so soon. Don’t little boys wait till they are at least 6 to climb a tree before they break an arm and 18 their mother’s heart? Now I have been weeping all day.

There’s a lymph node that looks like a small rubber ball stuffed under your skin at the groin. You don’t seem bothered by it for the large part but the doctor says it must go. I would think so; it looks nasty and unnatural. What worries me is the general anaesthesia you have to take. Every time I think about your body crumpling and wilting under the gas mask, I want to cry. 

But you know what? God is good. No matter what happens, God is good because that is his character. Even if the surgery or the recovery doesn’t go as we expect and pray for, his character doesn’t change. In fact he is good to us that he has made this lymph node swell. (yes lymph nodes do not grow without God allowing it!) God is refining our faith through it.

In this you rejoice, though now for a little while, if necessary, you have been grieved by various trials, so that the tested genuineness of your faith—more precious than gold that perishes though it is tested by fire—may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ. (1 peter 1.6-7)

I did say to your dad: “Wow it’s one in a hundred babies, and he has to get it,” and to another friend: “He really knows how to test the limit of his name,” and I really am exasperated. Fever and jaundice landed us three days in the hospital, and now this?! But the truth of the matter is, this is no luck of the draw, this is God’s goodness extended to us.

In his mercy he has given us a story of a lifetime that we can remember his goodness by. This will definitely be filed and stored away in the Folder labelled “Stories to blackmail your children with” which usually goes for example: “Did you know that you took 20 hours to come out!”

Besides, don’t forget the many friends who are praying for us — they are a testimony of God’s goodness too. Aunty Sharon is even bringing Mummy her raspberry latte (in a venti size no less – hey I need the comfort!) I promise not to take embarrassing photos of you in the hospital and I hope you will be a happy healthy boy after the surgery. See you on the other side of the GA! 





2 responses »

  1. Dear Serene,

    Praying for Jireh, that he will be well again in no time. Don’t cry, be strong for Jireh. let me know how I can of help, in anyway at all. 🙂

    Hang in there! * Biggest HUG*


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