As a baby, Lewis would hide by covering his face. I probably did the same when I was a baby. How simple. If I can’t see you then you aren’t there. For the baby, what a convenient way to get out of a situation. I wish I hadn’t grown out of that. The adult equivalent of this would be the age-old fantasy of being able to disappear on command.
Sometimes Tara and I seem to try this trick with problems. Maybe if we aren’t talking about it…. Maybe if we work a lot…. Maybe if we have friends over… Maybe if we serve together…. Maybe… if we do these things, the problems, the cancer, or anything else “bad” won’t exist. I guess I’m talking more about myself on this one. Tara does much better at facing the problems.
But God has more for me than this. How can I embrace the challenges instead of burying my head in the sand? I don’t want to run from the fight. I want the story. The experience. The sharpening. The growth. I want to learn dependence and really enjoy it.
Tara has the big dose on Monday along with an exam. We may learn a bit about how everything is going. But we may not learn much, depending on what the doc can decipher without a scan. We are optimistic and sort of keeping our hands over our face pretending we don’t see the monster.