I have to admit, I'm not feeling thankful today,which means, I need to try to find those things.When life seems as you can take no moreWhen your faith is testedNot my religion, but my faith
I have this on going picture in my head of the devil,discussing me with God.The devil is saying, "Oh, yeah, well, give her this!"and God says, "Fine, she is my good and faithful servant"(I can only hope He is saying that)
But anyway...I look at my sweet baby, the baby whoI now take out after staying in (for fear of RSV) for 5 months, and I protect him,when people come up to see "the baby"(strangers) I stop them, before they say something stupid, because they will, they have that look, and I say,"He has a cleft lip and palate, and had surgery a month ago."
But sometimes, I can't protect him or the other children from things people say.One new friend of my daughters said in the van on the way to our house,
"Ewwww Gross!"Upon explaining (educating) her on why he looks this way, she says it again.
"Oh, gross, I mean, it's just gross"
My oldest son says, "Mom....Mom", with tears in his eyes.
I stay strong for the kids, I explain to herit's the way God made him and it's not gross.I also explain that that hurts our feelings, because we don't think it's gross, we love him, we think he's beautiful.
And thenI cry while I feed him that night.
He's also had these clogged tear ducts since he's been born, all 6 months except the 2 weeks after his surgery.I've been begging God to take it away(I know about warm washcloths and pressing, etc...etc...)I ask and pray every time I wipe his eyesMany, many times a day.I pray again when I try to clean the dried lashes with joboba oil
and I ask God "why?" "Doesn't he have enough?"I'm like a spoiled child.Because there is so much to be Thankful for
My faith is tested.I wonder where and how is this glorifying God?
I trust.I know somehow it is.
I know deep in my heart, it is not all in vain.
I pump breast milk and feed a baby that needs to be fed specialand Oh, how I love this baby.
ButHow must the rest of our family suffer while we endure this year and all future surgeries he will need?
Jedi wants to have a Ninjago tournament with his friendsRosie wants to have a sleepover with her friendsThey ask daily "what are we going to do today?"
I want to and do yell"Nothing!!""I'm doing what I do every day!""Every day is the same!"
I am barely surviving here, just getting through my day,doing normal thingslike laundry, potty training, cooking, and cleaning.
Going from need to need.
Yesterday, I wanted so badly to kneel down to beg God's mercy, alone, but when I went upstairs to do so,4 kids followed me, each needing something.
I laughI say "God doesn't really want me to pray."
He doesI know He doesbut sometimesmy desperate prayers are my vocation, where I am in life right now.My work, my struggles,they are all prayers for our Heavenly Father.They all glorify Him.
Even when I don't handle it very good.Even when I figure it all out, right now, while I'm typing.
And so,I will be Thankful for my faith, my husband, my family
and
There will always be hard things in our lives to deal with, to struggle through,but with God, we have the graceto be Thankful.
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