Moshe is a sweet boy with diabetes. His father told me:
Taking care of Moshe’s sugar levels gave me an idea of how my Father in Heaven takes care of me at every moment.
Nowadays, a child who has high blood sugar levels is treated with advanced medical technology.
He wears a small bracelet on his hand, a sensor. The sensor constantly monitors his blood sugar level, and when it drops, the sensor automatically calls the child’s parents and informs them of the situation.
In addition, there is a small sticker attached to his skin with a portion of insulin which, if necessary, is injected into his body in order to bring down the sugar level.
I’ll give you an example: I get a call and hear the automated voice say:
“Sugar level is currently 280. Do you authorize an injection of insulin for Moshe? To confirm, press 1.”
I press 1, and at that moment a bit of insulin is injected from the sticker into Moshe’s bloodstream without his even feeling anything.
Now, imagine how this looks on Moshe’s end. When I got the phone call and I took care of him, Moshe was playing with his friends, or sitting and learning diligently.
If someone would ask Moshe, “What’s going on with you? Is your sugar level okay now? Do you feel anything?” he would just laugh and say, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Everything is totally fine. I don’t understand anything about sugar levels. I have a father who deals with it – he understand everything; he knows everything.”
And if someone would persist and ask, “But aren’t you worried? What if your father forgot about you for a moment? What if he isn’t available? What if he gets confused about how much insulin he’s giving you?” Moshe would be disturbed by such questions and would not want to continue speaking to this annoying person. “My father doesn’t forget about me for a second! He doesn’t get confused. My father is always available to help me!”
Moshe’s father told me, “The more I contemplate Moshe’s serenity, the calmer I become myself.
“Sometimes I go through a treatment...I need something that I don’t have. Or I am dealing with a nisayon of anger. I’ve been waiting for a certain something for many years, and it isn’t coming. And then I wonder: Did Abba forget about me? Did something here get confused?
“Then I tell myself Moshe’s words: ‘My Father doesn’t forget about me for a second! My Father doesn’t get confused!’
“I take Moshe’s serenity and try to duplicate it for myself.
“Tatte is always available to help me. I only need to believe in this — and to rely on Him with all my heart.”
Gut Shabbat
Pinchas Shefer
