I was crying this morning. It's hard sometimes when your kids are growing into adults and rejecting some of the things you've brought them up to be and do. When they're pushing you away to gain their independence - even though you've done your best to allow it to happen. As a mother, it makes you grieve for the sweet ones that were. The ones who ran to you, knowing that you would always be there for them to care for their needs and love them. My heart aches for the innocence of those days sometimes. Just as much as it is proud of them for all they've become and the independence they're achieving. It's a weird struggle. And as I came to share it with God, I realised that it's something we have in common. He too, is a loving parent, with an idea in his heart of the best you can be! And so often we break that heart of his. He still loves us! He's still proud of our achievements. But he aches a little with longing for our sweet innocence. The difference of course, is that that is something he can provide for us. Reconnection with him brings us back to that fresh love relationship. But it does make me feel for him that so many reject him. For each of them, he hopes for so much more...
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