Last night was a tough night for me. My mom and I dropped Taylor off at Junior Blind of America, an amazing organization that's been around for decades serving the blind. We have been planning this 3-day ski trip for a couple of months, with Taylor's braille teacher encouraging us to let her try the trip out. "It'll be great for her independence, Kim." Since that's been our goal for the last few months, and since Taylor LOVES skiing, we agreed...reluctantly all along. In fact, I confessed to Mike this morning that I'd signed her up hoping it would fill up before they got to Taylor's name on the list. Not so...she was in.
We've had to put on the "happy, encouraging, dedicated parents, independence builders" faces so Taylor would not know our insecurities, our anxieties, our reservations, literally our fears because that's what they are. They are OUR fears for our little girl. It is so stinking scary to let your blind kid experience the world. No matter what we say, no matter what others say, it's flat-out scary at times. The key is not letting those fears inhibit your kid from experiencing life and life ABUNDANTLY!!!
I really got to thinking about how God sees us, His Children. He wants us to spread our wings and fly too. He wants us to acknowledge our fears and give them over to Him. He wants to see us soar. He wants us to trust and believe everything He says is true which is SOOOO much easier said than done. I want to trust and believe everything He says is true because in my head I know it is. I just need my heart to follow and experience that peace that surpasses all understanding.
"If we are faithless, he remains faithful, for he cannot disown himself." 2 Timothy 2:13
Today in my women's Bible study, we sang a familiar song with these lyrics:
I have a maker
He formed my heart,
before even time began
My life was in his hands
He formed my heart,
before even time began
My life was in his hands
He knows my name
He knows my every thought,
He sees each tear that falls
and hears me when I call
He knows my every thought,
He sees each tear that falls
and hears me when I call
I have a father,
he calls me his own
He'll never leave me,
no matter where I go
he calls me his own
He'll never leave me,
no matter where I go
He knows my name
He knows my every thought
He sees each tear that falls
and hears me when I call
He knows my every thought
He sees each tear that falls
and hears me when I call
I nearly wept thinking through each word of this song. He is hearing me when I am calling out to Him. He hears Taylor's every call this week. He is never leaving me, and He is never leaving Taylor. He is seeing those tears of fear...and tears of pride. I am so proud of this girl. I am so proud of both our girls. It is a blessing to see them grow and face fears head-on. I am so thankful for the promises in these lyrics for the promises in my faithful God. (And for 2:00 on Saturday, our pick-up time!!!)
Sahari, Alex, Taylor, and Leila |
Mom, Taylor, and Grandma (Oh so calm...not!) |
2 comments:
Oh Kim...that was such a night! I think of Our Lord, just smiling and seeing us so worried, move to wrap his arms around our shoulders and sigh, "Be still my child, and know that I AM!!!)
Mom, I am so glad I read this response tonight. This is what I am working on and being reminded of lately...being still! Argh, so hard but so so important. Thank you for your beautiful picture of Him for us.
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