Blessings! May God weigh heavy on you today!
This morning has been tough. My heart aches. So much that needs Gods attention. In my heart and the hearts of the world. For those of you who do not know, I live in Oregon. My kids live in Missouri. And they mean life to me. I often find myself crying like a baby at the thought of the distance between us.
I would take every one of their aches and pains and sicknesses. All the injuries, hurt feelings and sorrows. All their disappointments and rejections. I would gladly stand between them and danger. Any sort of danger. Yeah, take the bullet and all that.
I would carry their burdens. I would be there to listen, laugh and advise. I would pay for the greatest schools. I would buy them the best vehicles. Whatever they wanted.
I will discipline them. Hug them. Pat them on the back. Hold their hands. Pray with them. Pray FOR them. Wake them for school. Let them sleep in. Cook and feed them. Exercise with them. Sit beside them in fear. Walk them down the aisle. Talk to them like an adult. Remind them they will always be my child. And that I love them desperately.
Whatever it takes. I love them. I have loved them and I always will love them. I know they won’t always understand until they have some of their own.
These precious little creatures, born so tiny and delicate. barely opening their eyes. No control over their arms and legs. Then one day they giggle. Then they laugh. Then they crawl. Or scoot. Then they walk. Then run. No longer making noises no one understands, they talk in words. Then in sentences.
Suddenly they are in school. They start becoming independent. They start making decisions. They are introducing friends to you. They worry about how they look. High school looms heavy on my shoulders. They are excited. But I am sad. They were tiny just yesterday. A paragraph ago.
As parents, we would give all we have, all we are, to prove our love for our children.
God gave more. His love is deeper. Don’t forget that!