Just now as I was taking Jonah to the potty, he and I had this conversation.
Jonah: Where did that blister come from?
Me: I think you’ve been scratching there. You really like to scratch.
Jonah: (defensively) No I don’t! It just itches!
Me: I know, Buddy. I know it itches so much. I wish I could take your itchies away.
Jonah: Only my Father can do that.
Me: I know. And we’ll keep praying every day that He takes your boo boos away. But if He doesn’t heal you here, where will you be healed?
Jonah: In Heaven. But if I’m healed here, what will that be like?
Me: No more itchies. No more blisters. No more bandage changes.
Jonah: And my skin would be perfect just like other people’s?
And then I cried… READ MORE