She smiled up at me with her adoring little eyes, gurgling happily as I cuddled her close. Then the needle went in and her expression changed immediately. In the long two seconds of silence that preceded her scream, her face became angry and red.

I’ve never heard her cry like it.

If my daughter could speak, I’m sure she would have shouted, “I thought you loved me! How could you allow such pain? Why are you doing this?” I held her tightly as the second needle went in. Again she shrieked in an unfamiliar tone. A new and horrible sound for both of us. Esther doesn’t cry much. I allowed the pain of those vaccination needles on purpose to protect my beloved daughter from later disease. I knew exactly what I was doing.

Suffering of any kind is not pointless. It’s not understandable. It’s not paletable. It’s not pleasant. But it is often actually part of Father’s protection from something unseen. If you are in a desert today, flailing around and feeling abandoned…. If you are wincing in a private agony of some kind, know this;

The Heavenly parent allowing the needle to go in, knows what will happen to you if you DON’T get that vaccination. Perhaps He is letting it happen because He desperately loves you and wants to shield you from something you will never truly understand.

Seek His face and His comfort today. I guarentee He will be waiting to give it.