Through this whole transition my heart has been burdened for our three sweet, little people. My head cannot wrap itself around all that is going on. I can’t imagine what their brains are doing. Well I do have an idea that it’s overwhelming for them. I see it come out in some fun (not really) ways: Like crying when the last bagel is gone, or tears upon tears because their belly itches or shouts of “I wish I never had sisters EVER!” or “You are the meanest brother!” Pure awesomeness, I tell ya. Yes, I am aware that emotions are high and any little thing can set them off. As much as I want to cry and scream over everything little thing too, I can’t. At least I try not to.
God has been putting it on my heart each day to just love them. Nothing crazy, or extraordinary or involving elaborate schemes (because I have no extra energy for that kind of stuff) just simple and tangible love. It involves prayers upon on upon, lots of hugs, lots of listening, slowing down, being still and lots of encouraging words. Oh, and more hugs.
I am finishing up the book of John with my HelloMorings study and in our verses this morning as Jesus was talking to Simon Peter I was reminded to shepherd our kids, feed them and above that follow Him. John 21:15-19
Our kids are looking for guidance, stability and for me to point them to Him. I can only do so much, I am definitely not hitting the mark every day but I am trusting that in God’s sovereignty when I fall short He is filling in the pieces, or major gaps at times.
One day at a time, loving Him and each other well.