As a parent, it can be very difficult to stand back and allow your child to make a decision that maybe they haven't fully thought through. Allowing the consequences to a decision to be their teacher is not easy. Giving up my control is not easy. When they were small, controlling them was necessary. So, this school year I'm saying less (or at least trying) and letting the chips fall where they may. So far it has been a good experience for all of us. I will never stop reminding my boys of what God expects of them and the choices they make, but I have to allow them to choose.
I can't express enough how important teaching our children God's word each day is. Each day we open a daily devotional book and our bibles and spend time discussing what God's word says. The boys look up scripture and take turns reading and sharing their own thoughts. If Zach is available he still joins in with us. God's word is so vital to their growth and mine!
This post has turned out to be random thoughts. Sometimes I'm just not sure what to share or how much. I don't want to sound "preachy". I'm just passionate about teaching our kids about God and how much He loves them.
The last couple of weeks I've not been feeling great. I have been running low grade fevers for the last few days. I am having cat scans done this Friday to see what's going on. Today I went in for a blood draw and to pick up the "delicious" drink for the cts. I won't see the oncologist until next Friday to hear the results. The waiting is difficult. If you have never been to a cancer clinic, it's not fun either. Obviously everyone in the waiting room is fighting some type of cancer and would rather be anywhere else on earth but in "this" waiting room. There are cushioned chairs, a TV, magazines and a large fish tank to distract us while we wait for our name to be called. The walls are painted a boring white color and it smells like a hospital. It is a dismal place. I remember once walking in and outside a woman was sobbing and talking on the phone. The news she received was not what she was hoping for. My heart ached for her. It is hard to have cancer! It is hard to sit in the "waiting" room. I want to be in the "living" room! I'm not sure if a "living" room should have chairs or not. It should have bright colors, smells of fruits, holidays or baked pies, music that my toe has to keep beat to and delicious treats and drinks. In the corner would be a special place for puppies that we could pick up and play with. All of these things remind me of God and heaven. I know that God is in the dismal "waiting" room too, I just like my design better. Okay, my random nonsense should stop now. Can you tell I'm bored and tired?
Enjoy your week!
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