"I'm Loosing My Mind"

"I'm loosing my mind, I'm loosing my mind, I'm loosing my mind." I heard my soon to be 4 year old screaming this from the top of his lungs. I wasn't sure if I should be alarmed or die laughing. I immediately asked him, "what are you saying?" (All the while thinking how could he be reading my mind.) He ignored me and continued this silly rant. I asked again and he replied in a very matter of fact way, "Mommy, I'm loosing my mind." I wanted to know where he heard this and before the words completely exited my mouth, I heard, "Rabbit, of course."

We're big Winnie the Pooh fans and whatever Pooh and his friends do, we do. Together at the top of our lungs we screamed, "I'm Loosing My Mind." If Will only knew how many times I've felt like that. Fortunately, I've got the excuse now to loose my mind with a little laughter and silliness.

A Thorn

The other day I was watching a chapel service from Wheaton College and the speaker was Steve Saint, son of Nate Saint. He recited the following poem by an unknown author.

"I stood, a mendicant of God, before His royal throne and begged Him for one priceless gift, which I could call my own. I took the gift from out His hand, but as I would depart, I cried, ‘But Lord, this is a thorn and it has pierced my heart. This is a strange, a hurtful gift, which Thou hast given me.’ He said, ‘My child, I give good gifts and gave My best to thee.’

I took it home, and though at first the cruel thorn hurt sore, as long years passed I learned at last to love it more and more. I learned He never gives a thorn without this added grace: He takes the thorn to pin aside the veil that hides His face."

In our trials and struggles, God is with us and loves us so very deeply. I don't completely understand my God, but I do know that He is here.