Please take time to read this:

There’s one thing I reeeeally miss when I’m sick:

Embracing the people I love.

Embracing my wife.

Embracing my son.

Because I don’t want them to get my germs, I just watch them from a distance. That hurts. A lot.

Let me tell you what my almost two year old Benedict did a while ago. I was a heap of disheveled mess, lying down on the living room floor, when the tiny boy saw me. From afar, he looked at me quizzically, his round eyes narrowing. He then poised his chubby pointer finger into he air, and he toddler-sprinted towards me. My son pointed to something new on my face: my four-day-old moustache. And he started giggling. Believe me, everything in me just wanted to embrace the lovable elf in front of me. How I wanted to just laugh and wrap my arms around him But I couldn’t. I didn’t want him to get sick. So with much pain in my heart, I told his mother to get him away from me. And all I could do is stare as Benedict was whisked away, his eyes quickly filling with tears, pleading to me, his tiny hand reaching for me, whimpering at first, and then sobbing.

“Dada.. Dada.. Dada…” I felt my heart was being crushed inside! I whispered a promise to him.

“Benedict, a day will come when you’ll have all of Dada you want.”

Naturally, he didn’t understand me. In my anguish, I talked to the Lord,

“Lord, is this how You feel sometimes?”

Because I know that on planet earth, there are days when God doesn’t bless us with what we’re asking for. Because He knows that those very things will make us sick. Like when we ask for lots of money, or a new job, or that we marry a specific someone. Now and then, His answer is

“Nope, it won’t be good for you.”

So in our despair, we feel He’s abandoned us. So we too cry out in our need,

“Dada.. Dada.. Dada!”

Oh if we only can see the tears welling up in His eyes. And He also promises us,

“A day in eternity is coming when you can get all of Dada you want.”

Dear friends, let us wait for this day.

-BO SANCHEZ

(via imforeverfaithful)