My 5-year old daughter just got her tonsils out. (Well, she got her adenoids out, too. Am I betraying too much of my ignorance to tell you I don’t actually know what adenoids are much less what they do? I should probably look that up.) She’s the first of my 5 kids to ever have any kind of surgery, and I will say it’s a bit nerve-wracking from a parent’s perspective to have your child be put under for surgery.
I’ve had experience with my wife having surgery before, and it was nice for my wife and I to talk about the surgery with my daughter and also pray together that God would be with her. I’m thankful, of course, that God decided to keep her safe and have the surgery be a success.
One striking thing after the surgery, though, has been to notice a difference in my daughter’s voice. Given the fact that her tonsil’s were enormous and left her just a small space to breathe through, I suppose it’s not surprising that her voice would come out sounding differently. I just wasn’t prepared for how different it is.
She now sounds so little. Her voice is higher and shows her true age better than it did before. It reminds me of how I’ll occasionally notice the difference in my children’s voices when looking back at old videos of them. Their voices change, at least a little bit, every day. But you don’t normally notice it. It’s only looking back later that you see how different there voice used to be.
Well, in this case, I got the shock of seeing what my daughter’s voice should have been instead of what it had become due to her tonsils. It was a reminder of how little she really is, and what a blessing it is to be able to take care of her and help her feel better, not only now after surgery, but through life.
Sometimes people will tell me that they feel sorry for me because I have 5 daughters. Now, ask me again when they’re all teenagers, but so far it’s pretty woderful. I’m thankful for these girls and for their changing voices and the role God lets me play in their lives.
It’s also a reminder to me of a voice that doesn’t change. As a pastor, I get to bring God’s Word to people. Sure, I may preach in slightly different ways. I may bring out different aspects of a text at different times. But the actual Word, the Bible itself, doesn’t change. God doesn’t change either. Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever. (Hebrews 13:8)
So no matter what changes, no matter what the newspaper headlines say, no matter what laws go into or out of effect, no matter how my kids or I or my wife may change, God and his Word stays the same. My eternity is paid for. My Savior isn’t going anywhere.
And he never will.