All Shall be Well

As I write this, it’s 6am, and Justus is sitting beside me in his chair, smiling.  My little boy has the sweetest smile.  We have really been appreciating his smiles and sweet nature, especially as we have had concerns about his health.  The circumference of his head has increased at a rate that is more rapid that normal.  On Tuesday he had to have a CT Scan.  It is heartbreaking to see your little baby stuck in this big machine, and all you can think about is that you want to change places with them.  He was an angel, never making a peep, and it was over quickly.  As we waited in the waiting area for the results, Justus caught the attention of all who passed us.  We got the results quickly, and were so relieved to find out that what they were most worried about, a condition called hydrocephalus, he does not have.  However the scan did detect more fluid than normal possibly pushing on the frontal lobe of his brain, and so he does have to continue on with more tests and evaluations with a neurosurgeon at the Children’s Hospital here in Denver.  His appointment is on Good Friday.  As I was writing the date down, a song popped into my head: “All shall be well, yes all shall be well, the love of God will never fail, and all manner of things shall be made well.”  I looked over at my little boy, who at the time was being lovingly forced by his big sister to take his pacifier, and I thought, how true that song is.  All shall be well.  My little boy, my precious son, belongs first to God, and then to me.  And the Lord loves him in ways I cannot fathom.  And the love of God never fails.  Of course I cannot take this to mean that Justus will have no health concerns, although I can and do pray for that, but I do take it to mean that God’s perfect will shall be carried out and His perfect love will never fail me or my son.  And that is the secret to peace that passes understanding.