Standing In The Warmth Of The Son

Sometimes when I walk down the cold corridors of this large cement box called a hospital, I stop on the 2 x 3 foot rectangles formed on the floor by the sun shining through a window. I stand there soaking in the sun, soaking in the warmth. Call me crazy, but I can feel that warmth fill every cold part of this tired body.

Why is it that hospitals are so cold anyway? Toes, fingers, legs, arms… cold. cold. cold. Those seconds standing in the sun-formed rectangles remind me there’s a world out there that’s bigger than the hospital bed, bigger than this hallway, bigger than this hospital. I’m reminded this big world is in the hands of an even bigger God!


I stand there and soak in the warmth, ya’ll; Because it’s the only way to get through the days without feeling like the walls are closing in on me. I soak in the warmth of the sun and I’m reminded to soak in the warmth of the Son.

When our worlds get cold, dreary, and grey, it’s the warmth of standing in God’s presence that takes us beyond the here and now. It’s the stillness of His comforting ways that hushes our anxieties and quiets our fears. Vitamin D for the soul!

And though it’s Day 6 of my son’s hospitalization, the days all mesh together under the covering of God’s grace. All grace. The warmth of the sun shining through the window. The warmth of the Son shining through the darkness. Grace, ya’ll. It’s all grace!

Standing in the warmth of God’s presence,


P.S. For all you lovelies who’ve messaged us, called us, and sent us your love and encouragement, we are ever-so-grateful! Feeling the warmth and love of the Body of Christ and we’re so thankful!

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