Naomi has her first mild illness. A cold. Teething. Runny nose. Virus. It is difficult for me to hear her crying and know there is not much I can do to cure her. I can cuddle her, offer Tylenol and Orajel, but not until the virus has run its course will she truly be back to normal.
This must be a reflection of how God sees me in my sin. He gives me signs and opportunities to shed the sin off but until my spirit is willing and my body is strong enough I don't truly commit to leaving the burdensome sin. It amazes me how the sin that I think I love leaves behind a calm spirit after I rid myself of it. It must hurt God to see His child suffer when He already paid the price for my burdens.