My favorite thing to do as a kid was play with dolls. I could play with them all day! I liked Barbies okay, but I loved the baby dolls. The more real looking, the better. I would dream of having my own kids and I had this ideal of what I wanted in a home. I'm pretty sure I've fallen pretty short of that dream that I had as a kid, but I can tell you that my family means the world to me. When it comes to my kids, I guess you could even call me obsessive (pretty sure my kids do!). Sometimes it hurts that they think I'm too involved in their lives, but then other times I really don't care. I would have to say that if God put me on this earth for any one thing at all, it was to raise them. Just as I had this "ideal" of what I wanted for myself, I now want that for them. I'm wise enough now to know that no one is perfect and I can't make my kids make the right decisions. I just have to try to guide them the best I can, based on what I've learned in my life. It gives me a bit of perspective of what Christ might think as he watches me struggle, make bad choices and walk away from him. I believe he would sing this to me!
As a mom, you have this need to just put up this field of protection around your kids. To see them hurt - well, it's the most painful thing for me. When they hurt, I just want to be able to take all that pain and move it to myself. I know that what I feel now, is something they will feel someday as they become mom's and a dad. So, when I try to guide them, and they don't listen. I just need them to know that no matter what, I will always be here for them. I will stand by them, support them and help them in any way that I can, and I will never let them go! I know that someday, they will be doing the same for their children.
Hannah is heading to Ohio with one of her teammates this weekend to see Rascal Flatts, so as I was listening to some of their music tonight I ran across this song. What an amazing song, sung by husbands and dads. I know exactly who they are singing to!
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