A Window into Life in the Suburbs

"Consider how the lilies grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these." Luke 12:27 (NIV)

Sunday, August 29, 2010

First Things First

What can you say after reading a story like the Burnets'? 
Not a lot.
On such occasions words seem meaningless without empathy. Tears also inadequte will have to suffice.

What do you say to a couple of people facing the very real prospect of losing two children to an incurable illness -- a form of leukodrystrophy -- a condition that is characterized by the loss of white matter to the brain.
Neither of the two will live past their fifth birthday.

I can't imagine what it's like for them to lose two children to the same condition.

My priorities, I often feel, are so out of sync with heaven. Stories like this remind me of how out of sync they are.
As I drove into the garage after collecting some takeaway this evening, I saw the sillouette of two girls standing at the door waving to me. They must have heard the garage door going up.
Pulling in closer, I noticed that they seemed deliriously pleased to see me. It could've been the food they were waiting for. Hunger can have that affect on people.
As I opened the door to get out of the car, they both yelled out "Hi Mum..." in unison... all smiles.
As if they were really, really pleased to see me.

Smiling at their enthusiasm, I was equally pleased to see them.
Whatever their reasons, I was pleased to know that there was someone at home waiting for me.

Two little someones, who believe that I am someone important enough to greet at the door.
Especially if I come bearing gifts of food.

1 comment:

  1. I love going out by myself and then coming home again! When I step in that back door I feel like a very special person because of the reception I recieve. Danny is lucky enough to experience every day when he gets home from work.
    I can't even begin to imagine what the Burnetts are going through. Knowing that you don't have your children for long. It would be hard to even sleep. You'd just want to stay up and watch them knowing you can't do that in the years to come.
    You're right Lilian, empathy, tears, it's all inadequate.


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