During the school year I like to slip special little notes in my kids’ lunches just to let them know that I’m thinking about them and to hopefully brighten their day while they’re away from me at school. I don’t include a note every day, as that would diminish the value of them. Nor do I leave notes to prove myself to them or to win their love. It’s a simple gesture of my love, expecting nothing in return.
In much the same way God has been putting little love notes in my “lunch”. Today I got quite a few of them on the way to and especially during Nora’s appointment today.
As long as I can remember I’ve assimilated the sight of three birds with the Holy Trinity. I can’t quite remember how or why that came to be – it just IS. During that seemingly eternal weekend that we were awaiting the amniocentesis results I was listening closely to the words of the “Don’t Worry… About a Thing” Bob Marley song that I had looped on my computer,
“Rise up this mornin’, Smiled with the risin’ sun, Three little birds Pitch by my doorstep Singin’ sweet songs Of melodies pure and true, Sayin’, (“This is my message to you-ou-ou:”)
Singin’: “Don’t worry ’bout a thing, ‘Cause every little thing gonna be all right.” Singin’: “Don’t worry (don’t worry) ’bout a thing, ‘Cause every little thing gonna be all right!”
Three little birds? Did I hear that correctly?? And they’re singing songs of melodies pure and true with a message to me telling me not to worry and that every little thing is going to be all right?? um… WOW, as chills run down my spine!!!!!!! I’d heard the song at least a hundred times plus, but never really bothered to listen to any part of the lyrics past, “Don’t worry about a thing, every little thing’s gonna be all right.” I put the song on my computer to loop over and over again because of that line in the lyrics and to hopefully talk myself down “off the ledge”. It was then that I discovered the rest of the lyrics. That particular “note in my lunch” from God was really pretty powerful then and still is.
When they brought us back to the room today where Nora’s swallow study would take place my eyes were immediately drawn to the walls. A big lump formed in my throat and tears welled up in my eyes as I stared at the sequence of THREE LITTLE BIRDS (doves, at that!!!!) on the wallpaper border that encircled the room. I had to count them again… Sure enough, one, two, three, the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit surrounding me and William, surrounding our precious daughter with their message, “DON’T WORRY, ABOUT A THING. EVERY LITTLE THING IS GONNA BE ALL RIGHT!!!!!!!!” Nora passed with flying colors! There was no aspiration seen as she delightfully (well, ALMOST delightfully) drank her bottle of barium. I couldn’t have asked for her to have been more cooperative. I give thanks and praise to that part of answered prayer! Still no idea as to what is causing the signs of chronic lung disease that were noted in last week’s X-ray. Until we find that out, I trust that every little thing is going to be all right. I’ll try not to worry about a thing.
Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. (Philippians 4:6 NLT)