Enthuse: the gift of healing

For a parent, nothing ever compares to the wide-eyed discovery by a child recuperating from a tonsillectomy who exclaims, “Mama! My throat isn’t painful anymore!” It can't even compare to the moment when a toddler unwraps a present and squeals, uncovering a much desired toy.

This moment happened to me just now, prodded by shrill cries for my attention. I rushed down and the little one told me this sudden realization-- hours after another painful attempt at breakfast. We hugged, laughed and did a bit of a whirl. We were both so exhilarated, flush with victory from almost a week of drinking fluids and agonizingly trying a few mouthfuls of food.

I think of the cripple, healed in the Bible story, and the inevitable, grateful shout of joy, “I can walk! I am healed!”