I need to remember that God is God. That is what I told myself this morning on the way to work as I was so worried about my oldest son who has “lost” much (maybe most) of his sanity. Oh, my, just writing that shreds my heart a little bit more. Yes, it is true and so sad. As I told my wife the other evening after talking with my son: “Sometimes I am too sad to talk about it.”
LJ is about to lose his job and working and providing for himself means so much to him. Too sad. And what are we going to do if that happens? Can we take care of him? Will he let us?
And tomorrow’s troubles were pounding me to the ground.
I’m thinking that maybe it was not me, but the Spirit of God, who interrupted my downward spiral with: “Remember God is God.” Yes, thank you, yes, God is God.
He really is; he really knows; he really cares. He will give us grace and strength for what happens with our son.
But it is still so sad, a young man with so much promise. He developed his mental illness over the last six or seven years. Cause uncertain. We can only speculate but has it ever been gut-wrenching!
