Oh the blood of Jesus....smells funny?

On Tuesday, November 26, 2013, our church held its annual "Night of Thanks".  I decided to take Colin with me.   It was my hope he would love singing and would listen to the message given about Paying it Backward.  A message about only one of the lepers returning to thank Jesus.  Before the message, communion was given.  Colin asked me what it was. I did my best to explain.  Before I took communion, he asked if he could smell it (juice/wine).  Once I was finished he took the cup from me, smelled it, and said, "It smells funny".  The innocence of a child warms my heart. If he only knew how much it glorified God that he, at age 4, wanted to know what it was, what it smelled like.  What it reminds me of is that Jesus was a baby.  A defenseless baby dependent on his mothers care.  This time every year makes me think of what Mary went through, being his mother.  Knowing what would happen to him; and the roles reversed, she, defenseless to help him.  It also brings up a painful memory for me; a pregnancy loss.  My second child was due on 12/24/10.  For 10 amazing weeks; I thought I was pregnant with my second child.  An empty ultrasound. I believe in life from the point of conception, so if there was a child, it was too small to be seen.  But though the sorrows may last through the night, Joy comes in the morning, because on 12/24/10, I was able to share with my family I was pregnant, again, with Nicholas.  Although I don't understand everything, I believe God is in control; and only good can come from that.   I didn't have Colin take communion.  I want him to truly understand what Jesus did for him, for all of us.  I can't wait for that day!  He did start to sing, "Bless the Lord, Oh my Soul, Bless the Lord, Oh my Soul, Let everything within me,  Let everything within me,  Let everything within me, Bless the Lord."  Thank you Jesus for the gentle reminders that we have nothing to fear.  Amen!