It’s a tough thing to watch your children go through painful experiences. It’s heartbreaking to see them suffer. It’s frustrating not to be able to fix it. But… it is a blessing to be able to be there for them. It is a blessing that even when you don’t know the right words to say or things to do… that just your presence can be a small comfort. It’s amazing and inspiring to see them handle things with self control and maturity beyond their years… far better than I ever handled anything at that age. It’s a comfort to know that they can trust you and talk to you about anything. It’s wonderful to see glimmers of hope in spite of dark turmoil all around. It fills me with peace, joy and hope to know that God will use even these terrible things for good.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment