To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven…

…He hath made every thing beautiful in his time…” Eccl. 3

What can be beautiful about a houseful of sickness? Mama, 30 weeks pregnant, barely out of bed after 4 days laid out, hacking, blowing, sneezing, coughing. Does she remember what it is like to get dressed?

Children dropping one by one…high fevers, lethargy. Everyone. Feels. Bad. This has to be the flu. Even my “mothers helper” is limping along trying to help, but sick herself.

We drag a big mattress down from the second floor, pull out pillows and blankets. Administer meds, cool water, and baths when the fevers won’t go down. Watching “Scooby Doo”, “How it’s Made”, and whatever else we can find. Weak…low…bowed down. How can this be beautiful?

But, He hath made everything beautiful in His time. We submit to being laid low. And let the fever do it’s healing work…in the body..in the soul His work is good. When He brings us low, and when He raises us up. It will be well.

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