I wrote a poem about grief for someone else. Now as I read it, I wish that I felt less alone in it. I have stopped myself from going there over and over the last few days and now… Regrets are hard to carry. Nothing can change what is all done. As for heavenly results, why not let Jesus decide. If you think you can look at someone else and decide what they deserve, you’re going to be disappointed. “ His mercy is everlasting…”(Ps100). I believe only God knows the heart. Although I fail often, I follow along in His steps. It’s important not too skip ahead of His steps, but to keep walking in them. I picture a child walking on the beach trying to walk in his Daddy’s footprints. That’s us! I reflected on the compassion of Jesus too yesterday. He saw these people as sheep without a Shepherd and had compassion on them. When Jesus saw people lost, confused, He didn’t say,” Why are they like this?” He knew. People need the Truth. Jesus is the Truth. People need Him.
As a kid I watched my parents fight about different things. I don't really have any other parents to compare them to so I can't really say whether they were normal fights couples have or not. I couldn't even say what most of them were about except the ones that were about me. We only ate as a family on holidays. My father came home late so we kids ate without him. I do remember spending time with him in the evening before I went to bed so it couldn't have been that late. My own husband gets home a little later because of his job commute so we eat late every night. But home schooling has given us the ability to be more flexible than my Mom was able to be. We had school early the next day. As I got older, I remember my Father being home less and less and the fights seemed to intensify. I remember one night when I was thirteen. I could hear them yelling through the wall. My mom found me crying and I told her I didn't want them to get a divorce. She told me...
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