The weekly trek to church is not too unlike the end of each day of parenting when you lay your head on the pillow and wonder if you did okay.
Should I beat myself up with guilt-ridden regret for all the mistakes I've made along the way? Will there be forgiveness for the subtleties I've missed that turn out to be essential and a little too late for a redo? Did I care too much about the wrong thing? Not enough about the right thing? Were we too hard on the minors and not big enough on the majors?
Or did I get side-tracked by a to-do list, fooling myself into thinking if I just did all the right things, it would be enough for the right combination of parental success? Just the right scrapbooks? Ball games? Grades? Teachers, and schools? Did we push hard enough, or too hard? Was the timing right, or did we miss our lines?
Because, like with faith and parenting, there's no equation other than the one King David found. Sure, he was a master in the flubbing-it-up department. He pretty much had it in the leadership department. He had a following, plenty of friends. Lots of responsibilities to prove himself with.
But none of those mattered in the end. It wasn't a guilt ridden faith, or a to-do list faith that grabbed God's attention. It was his heart tug. His willingness to fall flat on his face, to make himself prostrate before God. He laid it all out. The good. The bad. The mess-ups. The strengths. But mostly he faced the weaknesses in his heart and laid them before his FatherGod.
And if we can do that one thing as a witness to our children, if they can learn that one thing--how to surrender their hearts--then they can walk out onto the stage of life and be okay no matter what happens tomorrow.
Psalms 16:1 - 16:11
Psalms Chapter 16
1 (Michtam of David.) Preserve me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust.
2 [O my soul], thou hast said unto the LORD, Thou [art] my Lord: my goodness [extendeth] not to thee;
3 [But] to the saints that [are] in the earth, and [to] the excellent, in whom [is] all my delight.
4 Their sorrows shall be multiplied [that] hasten [after] another [god]: their drink offerings of blood will I not offer, nor take up their names into my lips.
5 The LORD [is] the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot.
6 The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant [places]; yea, I have a goodly heritage.
7 I will bless the LORD, who hath given me counsel: my reins also instruct me in the night seasons.
8 I have set the LORD always before me: because [he is] at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
9 Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my flesh also shall rest in hope.
10 For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption.
11 Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence [is] fulness of joy; at thy right hand [there are] pleasures for evermore.
Blog post by Anne Love-
Writer of Historical Romance inspired by her family roots.Nurse Practitioner by day.Wife, mother, writer by night.Coffee drinker--any time.
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