Yesterday I got scared.
Not the ghost story kind of scared, not the someone startled me kind, not the global warming kind of scared.
The worst kind- the something terrible almost happened to my children kind of scared.
Nothing happened, everything is fine in our family.
But there are hurting, wounded children outside this home that lay heavy on my heart.
And I am struggling with how to love and protect my children without locking them up from the world.
I think of Mary, the mother of Christ and how she carried him in her body for a time and always in her heart. How she followed Him to the the darkest of all places and stayed by His side even at her point of deepest grief. She held onto him, but also let Him go where the Father sent him.
How to do that?
Beautifully said. I struggle with that same question each and every day...sometimes almost to the point of tears. I can only pray for strength and Faith.
ReplyDeleteI can certainly understand that. I have often let my mind wander to the what-ifs. I've turned to the Theotokos when I need mothering help or when I feel like I don't know where to go. She always bring be encouragement.
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