My head can be a little like Fort Knox. I love to laugh and have fun and make great memories, but deep down, behind the scenes, I’m planning for anything that could possibly go wrong.
If you’ve ever been anywhere around water with our family, then you know it’s true. It’s the same in crowded places. It’s all fun and games until I can’t spot one of my kids, then I go bonkers in 2.3 seconds. It borders on absolute crazy.
I thought it would get better once they weren’t newborns. Then, I thought it would get better when they weren’t toddlers. Fourteen years into this, I’m beginning to realize that it’s just part of parenting. It’s the great tug of war…daily surrendering them back to God, who is sovereign over everything they’ll ever encounter.
I promise that nothing in my life has made me as vulnerable as mothering. I don’t have the power to always fix, always protect and always keep from harm.
They get sick. They get heartbroken. They get to be the bud of a joke. Or worse.
I’m always grateful to be a mother, but today my heart feels like it might burst with thankfulness.
God is dealing with all the reasons my head is Fort Knox. He’s healing those inner-most parts that have been afraid to trust him, no matter what unfolds in their stories. He’s being so gracious and patient with me, as I release my grip on them one.finger.at.a.time.
It feels good to cast all my cares on him and know that he cares for me and for them.
What is parenting teaching you? What are you thankful for today?