He’s In the Room

I wasn’t focused on a whole lot other than checking our middle son into Children’s Hospital.  Middles has a medical condition that affects his lungs and he was battling a tough pneumonia bug.  His lung function was bad, he had been sick for two weeks—I was glad to be in a place where the professionals could take over my heavy burden.

They were hooking him up to IV’s and getting him x-rayed when they told us what room we’d be in—Room 316.  My husband looked at me and said, “That’s significant, don’t you think?”  316.  John 3:16.  “Yeah,” I smiled.  It never hurts to have the most popular Bible verse of all time as your room number.

Now if you’ve spent any time at Children’s Hospital, you know that it is a remarkable place—one that is equal parts wonderful and horrifying.  You can just as easily meet a clown or a Golden Retriever named Shadow walking down the hallway as a father, collapsed on the floor, sobbing.  There’s relief and laughter sharing thin walls with despair and fear.  So when I stood outside Luke’s room one night, raw from seeing so much real life under one roof, I could only pray, “God, my son is in that room.”  And He brought me back to 3:16.  And whispered, “Yes, I know.  My Son is in that room too.”

“This is how much God loved the world: He gave his Son, his one and only Son.  And this is why: so that no one need be destroyed; by believing in him, anyone can have a whole and lasting life” (The Message).

It’s good to be reminded that regardless of what is going on in the world (most immediately, my son), it’s all about the Son.  Trouble in this life?  There’s a little miraculous thing called eternal life.  Your heart loves a person in there?  Let me tell you about a radical love that rocked the universe in the form of one man.  And He came for that kid in room 316.  And for his mama outside the door.

I’m convinced it’s times like these that God holds me close, opens my eyes a little wider.  He fills my heart with moments that make my spiritual bones stronger and less likely to fracture under the burdens of this life.  Amongst many other things that happened during that time in the hospital, God made sure to put us in room 316 for a reason.  He wanted me to know that He was, most definitely, in the room.

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