Have I told you that there are three teenagers in my home?
Have I shared with you the challenges of raising them? Raising them to be kind and compassionate and fun loving and conscientious and sold out for Him?
I don't often do this.. cause I consider it braggin' a lil' bit and I'm just not all into that.
BUT.. I can't help myself at the moment. I am sure that I will get through all this.. but it's HARD raising teenagers in this world.
Part of the time I want to run to an island where no one can find me and (in the words of Boomama) rock back and forth in a corner.
I LOVE them. LOVE them. They make me laugh and worry and cry and feel incredibly grateful to be their mom. To have them for a season and then watch them fly is AmAZing to me. That He would love me so much. That He would trust me (and my stinkin' human flesh) so much to impart this role to me. Speechless. Speechless.
So, when we go through a rough patch and then they turnaround and do something like this… I am struck to the ground on my face. On my FACE at His feet thanking Him for what HE is doing in their hearts. Me.. I'm just the gatekeeper at the moment. He is the One that should get all the GLORY.
I give you, Rebecca and her heart. (the following is reprinted with her permission..after her submission to her Creative Writing teacher)
me to find peace in the storm
me to be reborn
need Your love to calm me down
my face hits the ground
me to avoid temptation
go into a better direction
Only You can see the heart in me
me what You want me to be
me to know that You are there
if I don’t care
me to be like You
every aspect that You choose
me in Your every way
me the words to say
I know You're there
im asking for one thing
Amen honey.. Lord, help me.