The Busytown books by Richard Scarry have always been a favorite around here! One of our most beloved characters is Mr. Fix-it.
That inventive, good-natured little fox can fix anything – or at least tried too!
Sometimes as a mom I feel like I’m a “Mommy Fix-it” – trying to fix everything for everybody.
I fix the “boo boo” with a kiss and a band-aid.
I fix the hurt feelings with a hug and a few words of wisdom.
I mend the holes in the jeans, sew on the buttons, proofread the English paper, and clean up the spilled milk.
But lately my heart has been heavy over the things in this world I cannot fix.
The friend who struggles with infertility.
The family who is out of work, out of a home, and out of hope.
The little girls who just lost their precious grandma, their rock, to cancer, leaving them in a foster home hurting and scared.
The dear Christian sister who obeyed the Lord, doing the really big thing, and is now overwhelmed with the continual cost of that obedience.
The children all over the world who are going to bed hungry tonight.
I want to fix it. I want to make it better. I want to provide a storybook ending where everybody lives happily ever after.
But I can’t. There are some things I just can’t fix, nor am I supposed too.
Only God can heal the broken-hearted, give strength to the weary, and put the lonely into families. He has everything under control.
And my job is to pray – to pour out my heart to Him. But as I’m praying, my heart should be tender, always ready to be a part of the answer – whatever that may be.