Write. Ding. Toss
Write. Ding. Toss.
Arggghh.
I just have to trust that the words will come one of these times., that they will take shape on the page.
I only have five minutes?
I guess it’s a lot like parenting.
I knew it would be hard, but, well, I knew my hubbie and I would be good parents, that our children would take shape upon the pages of our lives.
Uh huh.
How naïve I was.
I didn’t know how very hard it would be.
How heartbreaking it could be.
I didn’t know how incredibly deep and wide my love could be, how fulfilling it would be.
I never forsaw how fast my heart would beat in fear and excitement for my children, their choices, their future.
No one ever told me how very much our daughters would challenge and grow me, stretch me to my limits and back again for another round.
How they would change me.
How I would learn to gradually let go and trust as they grew in independance and maturity.
How they would fall down sometimes, and not be worthy of my trust.
I would be angry, hurt, and feel I needed to protect my heart, that I just wasn’t up to the breath-taking depth of that heartache.
I just couldn’t trust as much anymore because I didn’t want the pain.
Had I known you then, Lord, I would have heard your reprimand, far gentler than mine ever were, perhaps a model for what mine could have been.
I can hear you now, though.
Kim, have you been perfect?
Have you fallen down?
Have you betrayed the trust of those who love you?
Have you turned your back on me?
I still love you. I still rejoice in you. I still trust in you.
You must turn your face to me and trust in me, and remember to extend the love and forgiveness and trust I have showered upon you.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart,
and do not lean on your own understanding.
In all your ways acknowledge him,
and he will make straight your paths.
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Yes! Wonderful thoughts on trust. We are stretched, I agree trusting God – over trusting ourselves is my approach to life as well. Nice to meet you here on thegypsymama.
Mary
FYi, Proverbs 3:5 is one of my favorites. Thanks for posting.
Likewise, Mary. I love wandering the neighborhood and being invited into to share with so many other women!
Yes, being a parent is jumping into the unknown, and even the little we think we know doesn’t prepare us.
Ha ha-you are so right about that! I remember my dad telling my husband that if we waited until we thought we could afford kids, or until we thought we were ready, we would never have kids.
Still, it’s an adventure we wouldn’t have missed for the world!
Wow. This was one of those days in which I feel like I have reacted poorly, rashly, emotionally . . . not sure what I should have don’e but not feeling like what I did at least was not right. So I am grateful for this reminder that He is with us, patient with us, even when we stumble through life like children [not the obedient kind :-)].
Thanks for the good reminder, Kim!
You are most welcome, Anna, and virtual hugs from halfway around the world! There is a certain comfort in knowing that we are not alone in our falling down…