Proverbs 3:7b-8 “fear the LORD and shun evil. This will bring health to your body and nourishment to your bones.”
I Frowed Up
There are few words in the English language that strike more fear into a mothers heart more than a voice out of the darkness informing us that one of our beloved little angels has “frowed up”. It is never at a convenient time, rarely in a place that’s easy to clean, and always proceeds lots of laundry time. It is even more fun when you hear those words while camping out in the middle of nowhere.
For my grandchildren’s spring break, I took them camping at a lake in northeastern Texas. As you know, I love KOA’s because they are usually well maintained, have clean bathrooms, and thankfully, a laundromat. We chose this KOA because it was about midway between next to oldest daughter and our home in Houston. It is on a lake with miles of hiking and biking trails which are two things our family loves to do.
As with any camping trip, while we try to keep our diet healthy, there are a certain number of things you absolutely must eat. The first thing on the camping food triangle is s’mores, a gooey concoction of toasted marshmallows, Hershey chocolate, and graham crackers. Next on the downward slide are hot dogs and beans followed by captain crunch cereal, daily ice cream trips at the camp store, and any snack food commonly banned at home. I have always rationalized that all the walking back and forth to the bathhouse cancels out any of the calories hidden away in all the food I eat.
Because of this wholesome and appetizing diet, someone is bound to get a tummy ache and ultimately will “frow up”. Such was the case at 3 am this morning when I awoke to the sound of retching followed by my young grandson announcing his accomplishment to us all. One day I would love to learn the reason why young boys want to share the news of their bodily functions with the entire world, especially if it requires everyone else in the room to gag.
As next to oldest daughter and I cleaned and sanitized this morning, it occurred to me how often I am like my young grandson. I fill my life, even my very soul, with unhealthy things, especially when I am away from the safety net of my home and friends. It is almost as if I set aside who I should be, becoming someone completely different. I leave my scriptures at home, rationalizing that I don’t have room in my luggage. I don’t say a blessing over my food, not wanting to call attention to myself in public. My language slips, becoming part of the crowd.
Suddenly I find myself feeling out of sorts, depressed, embarrassed. I know that my Abba can see me yet I convince myself perhaps this once He didn’t notice my bad behavior. I become weary, my soul feels sick, and I find myself calling out to Him that I feel the need to “frow up”, ridding myself of all the junk I have accumulated inside.
As I clean up my mess, or as is more often the case, as others help clean up the mess that I have made, I am humbled by His Mercy and Grace. He never complains or tells me that I should have known better. While I am quite certain He does roll His eyes, wondering why I can’t learn from my previous mistakes, He never says “I told you so”. He just wipes my face, gives me some cool Water to drink, and wraps His arms around me….once again.
Dearest Father God, thank You for this wonderful week with my grandchildren. Thank You for the laughter and the fun that we have had. Thank You for letting the children see the beauty of nature, with all the glorious things that You have provided for us to experience. Thank You for the safety we have enjoyed and the wonderful weather. Help us to be mindful of the fact that we need to put only good things into our body, physically and mentally. And help us to be there for each other when one of us needs to “frow up”, showing mercy even to those who know better. In the name of Your most precious Son, Christ Jesus, Amen