We can’t protect our kids from brokenness, from pain.
I was swimming today, thinking of how my child’s life gets more complex by the minute, and we desire that, and in the same breath we dread it. I decided that my prayer for her should be about God’s provision and miracle work to transform pain into growth. That brokenness would not be in vain, but would exist to give forth fruitfulness of the spirit.
While she is fragile, still growing, I am putting myself as a shield from the scorching sun, until she steps out to embrace the heat.
I went to Jackie’s end of the year celebration – it was lovely. I could see such a transformation in her compared to last year. Of confidence, enjoyment, humor, wit. And I observed the other kids too. And I felt for them. May God grant them a healthy journey into adulthood and may Jackie’s connection with them be a blessing. May she impart kindness. May she be strong in the the good and righteous ways.