Preachers and pastors all over have always preached this message...that it was our sins that nailed Jesus to the cross.
And then I was thinking yesterday.
I mean, yea...it was because of our sins, yours and mine, that Jesus had to bear and die for. It's true. But if you think deeper about it, it was because His GREAT love for us is bigger and wider and higher than all of our sins put together, and that is why He went to the cross. That's why it is said that love covers a multitude of sins.
She was bleeding a whole lot...and screaming a whole lot too. It being night time didn't help (I don't know why, but night, to me, makes the situation more critical). Hardly two, she shouldn't be suffering like that.
I know I've only nursed her for as long as I've worked - eight and a half months. But from the very first moment I met her, my heart just melted. She is so darn freaking cute! And she's the ward princess...just like her name.
She brightens me up when I've had a long, hard day at work. Before I would go off, I'd stand outside her cubicle and peep at her from there...she would sense someone looking at her, and she would turn in my direction. When she sees me, she'd give me a certain look...like she's contemplating whether she should smile or just make another face. And then her expression would break into a wide smile, showing all her baby teeth...and my heart would melt all over again, and I'd walk up to her cot bed and play with her for awhile.
So she hasn't been doing very well recently. They say her liver's failing and she might collapse anytime or simply bleed to death. It's such a sad thought. And as much as I know that I shouldn't be too emotionally attached to her, I am. I am only human. Regardless of the many times I keep telling myself that I musn't get too close, I find myself so drawn to this precious little child, and I can't really quite understand why.
When she goes and if I'm not there, I hope no one forgets to call me.
