Every mother’s nightmare involves visions of their child homeless and adrift in a cruel world. While I fretted and stewed about Sarah’s safety after she disappeared that morning, she enjoyed some alone time—but her phone had died and she didn’t have a cable to charge it.
When she returned around eight, I sagged in relief. The constant tension and worry had started to slowly suck the life out of me. I wondered if her medication would ever start to make a difference and ease the pain and despair she couldn’t seem to find relief from.
The next morning, I glanced at my Bible app and saw the verse for the day, “Oh, may the God of green hope fill you up with joy, fill you up with peace, so that your believing lives, filled with the life-giving energy of the Holy Spirit, will brim over with hope.” (Romans 15:13 MSG).
Balm for my weary soul. I needed joy and peace and yes, hope. Without those three things, I knew that soon Sarah wouldn’t be the only one suffering from deep depression. Those words reminded me that as a caregiver (and believe me, when someone in your household—no matter what their age—no longer cares for themselves, whether it’s physically, emotionally, mentally or spiritually, you become a caregiver), I had to remember to take care of myself, too.Self care is an important ingredient in healthcare when you're caring for someone else.… Click To Tweet
I had lost my focus in focusing on Sarah and her problems. I started spending portions of each day watching the last of the migrating hummingbirds as they came to my feeders. I learned to focus on them and their antics—and in the process, I took thousands of photos.
Each delicate, yet tough little bird had at least a glimmer of green on it—a visual reminder of the hope that God offered to me on a daily basis. The desert around me settled into its drab winter colors. My life had taken on the same hues and filled with rocky places and prickly emotions.
But the hummers—they brought a glimmer of green hope into my life just when I needed it the most.
The hummers would remind me over and over again of God’s green hope as Sarah continued to struggle.
I’m linking up with my friend Leah’s place–where you can find other great posts about hope.