I can't see into...

my son's eyes when he's all the way in Pennsylvania. Zack left for a week of merit badge earning and boy scout fun around 12:30 yesterday afternoon. This was the first time it was really difficult to let one of my boys go away. I'm usually okay with them going to camp or to a grandparents house or over night to a friends. I did it when I was young and my children have never had apprehensions about it. Sunday was very different.

Zack came down with a fever on Friday night during a family marathon Monopoly game. The fever persisted all day Saturday, but Zack insisted on traveling to camp with us to drop his brother off. Sunday morning he still had a low fever. I opted to miss church to take him to the doctor (yes we do have a doctor in our area open on a Sunday). The doctor said whatever it is is still in its infancy. He gave him scripts for cough syrup and Z-pack (if the fever persisted for another two days) and no restrictions for traveling.

As a mother you know when your child is ill or becoming ill just by looking into their eyes. I kept thinking this morning "If I could just see his eyes." To complicate things the boys aren't allowed to take cells phones with them, so I can't check on him except through other adults at camp with him.

I know he's in God's hands, and he can see into Zack's eyes. He'll be okay. I'm reminded of the children's song "I see the moon." I keep singing "God sees the moon, God sees me, God sees somebody I want to see."

Thank you Lord, for reminding me that I can't control it all, and for the comfort of knowing you can and will.