
This weekend I was watching old videos of my kids when they were little. They were so cute and I was so patient with them when their cuteness turned into a meltdown. I can tell I was much younger and had so much more energy! I cannot imagine having small children at the age I am now.
There’s a video where my oldest (about five at the time) is explaining the concept of PRETEND to me. “Mom. I’m pretending this is a fire. You know? Pretend? Do you understand what I’m talking about? You know, fake. Not real” And he wasn’t being ugly or sassy…he was just explaining this concept to his mother…who might not be smart enough to get it!! At the same time, my younger son (about two) is looking through his dad’s tackle box, pulling out a plastic frog. “Dad, you caught that? Did you caught that frog?” then grabbing some tools…which have ALWAYS been his thing. Give the boy something to do with his hands and he’s a happy camper. Drawing and drumming are his “hands-on” things right now. I didn’t get very far into my daughters videos. (Of course there are fewer of them…poor thing. It’s just not fair!) But I did get to watch her take her first bite of cereal…and take her first steps.
These babies are now 18, 15, and 10. I teased them that I was watching the videos so I could remember when they were CUTE! But honestly they are a gift from God even now.
Of course watching those videos also stirred up old memories that are not of cute babies but of shameful behavior and bad decisions. I looked at some of the things that I dealt with, and I just mourned for the girl that felt like she had to put up with them. For the time she wasted and for the abuse her heart took. It could easily have led me back to a dark place.
But then I stopped and thanked God for getting us all through that safely. For putting up with my nonsense and giving me time to come to my senses and come back Home. For bringing my kids through healthy and whole. For bringing us to our “new” life. For giving me another chance to do better.
My heart doesn’t always understand why He chose to keep me safe during those times. I don’t always understand why He gave me time to repent. But I suppose it is because of His enduring love. I am His child and I guess He just wasn’t ready to give up on me. I understand a little about the love that a parent has for a child. I’m weak and sinful and I love my children more than I can describe. How wonderful God’s love must be for us??!! It is indescribable…amazing…beautiful…steadfast…eternal. His love endures forever. (Check out Psalms 136 sometime)
Lord, please accept my “thank you”. It seems so small in comparison to what You have done for me but it’s what I have to give. Use my life…you bought it with Your blood so it belongs to You. I want to live…from this day forward…in a way that honors You. Lord please help me to find the way to do that.
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