It’s been pretty warm the last couple weeks. I love this weather, but I can’t wait for it to get cold for my son’s sake.

Last week I watched him walk into school on days that were promising to get into the 80s or 90s, and he would be wearing too many layers. One day he wore jeans, a t-shirt, a long sleeved shirt and a sweatshirt.

Every day I wondered, will today be the day he takes his sweatshirt off? That day didn’t come. After all, if he started taking layers off, he wouldn’t have as much protection against all the bad things in the air.

So every day, he would get off the school bus and come inside, dragging from being so tired (he’s always tired…I would be too if my brain worked so much). He would tell me how miserable his day was. “Mom, have you ever tried to breathe all day into a sweatshirt in a classroom that is really hot? I feel like I’m suffocating!”

Of course I would want to say to him “Honey, you don’t have to wear so many layers. You can take off your sweatshirt and mentally shoo OCD away like the annoying pest that it is!” But I would hold my tongue, because there is no reasoning with OCD.

And at this point, he is so imprisoned by this illness that he really can’t tell these thoughts to go away. I know that. But I want to tell him to because that’s what parents do!¬†We hide our deep dark thoughts and moments of despair from our kids. We stay positive for our kids. We try to provide solutions for their problems. We pretend things are fine and everyone is going to be ok, even though sometimes in our hearts we are desperately crying out to God, wondering “Will it Lord? Will it all be ok?”

But in the end, it will be ok. It will. And I say this just as much for myself and my family as I would for anyone. Even if you’re not facing a huge trial at this very moment, you are struggling in some way. Your life isn’t perfect. Perfection will come in heaven.

God sends daily trials to remind us to look to Him. Romans 8:31b “If God be for us, who can be against us?”