If you’ve ever had children And taken them to the store And lost sight of them even for one eensy weensy moment~that announcement sends shivers to your very core.
I can proudly report that it was never my sons that were involved. It was something we often bantered about though…”Clean up!” Accidents happen, life gets rough, things break.
Ya’ll who know me know that I am hugely pro family=anti divorce. Fix it, work it out, steep yourself in accountability, get your act together ; do it for the kids if nothing else. Applause to those of you who have! May your new Life be 100 Fold.
But sometimes Marriages lie in the aisle, mortally wounded, life blood oozing across the floor. Too big a mess. Too much brokenenss. Mop up the residue. Move on.
What about the children? Mine own face challenging the stereotypes, the status quo and changing the statistics. Wiping off the residue . What about the children?
Two young men who today I am so proud to be friends. Two young men who could not fix or clean up the choices around them but who somehow made it through the mess created by others.
So if there’s someone somewhere mopping up a ‘mess’, take heart. No matter how it may feel at the ‘messiest’ , God can work it out for good. Guarantee it will never look as you thought it would. Let Him~it will be even better.
This is dedicated to mine own boys who are now Men. To family meals, laughing together and time apart. To disagreements and reconciliation. To sharing trust, respect and laughter. To the many friends who are and some day will be in our lives…To The Future.
New Reasons to Celebrate.
Next time dreams of a grown up and examples from our own family meal. Stay tuned.