I am so thankful for this extra time I have with my sweet girls and husband and am glad to help meet needs... but sometimes, my sickness takes over.
I become impatient, ill-mannered, ungrateful.
And my Refiner who lets the heat increase to burn out the dross... unseen, lurking underneath the surface and making me unwell... He reminds what I need:
"Return, faithless people; I will cure you of backsliding."
I want to be faithful in small things so He can entrust me with big things. I sip down the dose of His Word that He sends to heal me, to save me from the grave. And when He sends His command to me, a sick stranger missing home on this ill, ailing, disease ridden earth, it runs through my veins swiftly, the cure promised, needed.
"Yes, we will come to you, for you are the LORD our God."