I was actually going to write about a different topic today, but, as usual, the Lord gave me another idea and, well, He was the one who gave me the idea to actually do the entire blogging thing, so who am I to fight it?
If you follow me on Twitter, then you have seen my posts over the past several weeks asking for prayers for a little girl named Mireya. Mireya is the 4 year old daughter of some friends of ours who are also members of our church family. She has been diagnosed with Aplastic Anemia, and has been in and out of the hospital for several weeks. This week, she is scheduled to have a bone marrow transplant.
Now, to know Mireya and her family is to love them. They are absolutely wonderful people! And at first, I remember thinking, “oh no, she’s sick.” But it is hard to grasp how serious a condition is when you’re looking in from the outside. As I sat with Venus, Mireya’s mom, one day, I began to understand just how serious her condition was, and how much of a miracle it was to have a bone marrow donor (Mireya’s 6 year old brother, Jalen) identified and ready in just a couple weeks.
Our church held corporate prayer where all we did was pray for Mireya and her family (#TeamBolton). During that prayer, the Holy Spirit brought to my remembrance the situation we endured with our son, Caleb. To be clear, the parallel was just to remind me that, as parents, particularly parents who stand on the Word of God, we don’t always share all the details of our kids’ lives, particularly when there are very serious health challenges. We don’t want to relive the words a doctor has spoken, we want to stand on God’s promises that we prosper and be in health. And in that moment, I began to understand what Venus and Quentin must be going through.
How often do we hear about someone having a serious challenge, whether it be health or otherwise, and we feel bad for them, but we don’t think much more of it? Do you put yourself in their shoes? This life, it’s not about you. It’s about helping others, serving one another, and making sure we are all our best. So maybe you’re needed to sit in the hospital with a family while their child goes through surgery, or help with medical bills, or simply fast and pray. Whatever it is, don’t just say, “I’m sorry to hear that” or “You’ll be in my prayers,” (and never pray). DO SOMETHING! Why? Because it’s not about you.