Bountiful Blessings
August 12th, 2012
Good morning. I
hope this letter finds you well. J I
was thinking. Yep, there she goes again. Blowing a fuse. Lately, I have
empathized with friends about children heading to kindergarten and teenagers
heading to college. Well, my heart aches with you. I watched my little one with
her short and sassy haircut, her colorful backpack and her ear-to-ear smile
heading out the door to kindergarten. I watched my teenager with the tilted
head and the snarl head out the door to middle school, the teenager with the band tshirts and Hot Topic
pants head out the door reluctantly
to high school – a new, unchartered area. And then my little caterpillar
bloomed into a beautiful butterfly as she headed to college with excitement and
fear taking turns on her face. Now I watch as my baby, the one I lovingly
cradled in my arms, as a grown woman. A woman heading out into the workforce.
Seeking her own place in life. Wow. I
think I cried at each and every stage. So, yes, yes, I do understand.
But what I do have difficulty understanding is the absolute strength of Mary. The courage. She bore a child. Raised a child. All the while knowing she would lose a child. She may not have known that she would lose him through his great sacrifice. But she knew that her son was deemed for greatness. That he would leave her behind to pursue a greater calling.
“While He was still talking to the multitudes, behold, His mother and brothers stood outside, seeking to speak with Him. Then one said to Him, “Look, Your mother and your brothers are standing outside, seeking to speak with You.” But He answered and said to the one who told Him, “Who is my mother and who are my brothers?” And He stretched out His hand toward his disciples and said, “Here are my mother and my brothers! For whoever does the will of my Father in heaven is my brother and sister and mother.”
Can you imagine? She was quite a woman. A woman filled
with love for God. Filled with faith in God.
Filled with confidence in God. She was not perfect. I believe that in private
she probably cried and wailed over losing her son even though she knew he was the child of God. She knew he was born to serve. Born to
be better than everyone else. Born to be the chosen one. But Mary was human. She was a mother. Good?
Yes. Perfect? No. Am I comparing our children going to school with Jesus
heading out to preach? Absolutely not. No, no, no. It was just on my mind and
pressing to get out.
Children are a blessing. They bring joy and they bring
pain. Happiness and sadness. Pride and disappointment. But the one consistent
thing is love. And yes, children are meant to grow and move on. If I could keep
mine all safely wrapped within my arms, I would. But what a disservice to her and to everyone
else. That they cannot see and share her love, her thoughtfulness, her
strength, her humor and her kindness. God meant for us to nurture and teach our
children and then allow them to soar on their own wings. Today, I ask you to
let your child soar. Kindergarten to college. Embrace the time that you have
with him or her. Oh, ok, so crying is ok. But don’t do it around them. They
hate that. Trust me.
Prayer
for the week:
Dear Lord, help me to be the best parent I can be. Help
me to hold on when I need to and to let go when I need to. Give me the
strength, the patience and the right words to teach my child so that he or she
may grow up as a child of God. In
Jesus’s name, Amen.
Bible Verse for the week:
“Train up a child in the way he
should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it”
Bible
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