May 21, 2014

when the storm clouds roll in...

Sometimes it feels like life just falls apart...
One piece crumbling after the last, each piece feeling heavier than the whole.  
Perceived or real... it hurts just the same.  Your field of vision so cluttered with fear and tears and hurt that you can no longer see hope shining through..


It is a season.  
And while I have declared that the teen years are amazing, they can also be hard.  Parenting each one just the way they need to be parented, all the while pushing our own broken hearts out of the picture so that we can focus on theirs.  Perhaps hard is an understatement.

But hope, while we cannot see it, is there.  Here.  Because not only is our hope in God, our hope is God. Even when you yell through your tears I hate this, God! I hate this!  He is strong enough, big enough to handle it.  And He will carry us through... along the new path to an old dream, or to a dream all fresh and new.  He will hold us though our weariness and carry the to-do list that is burdening our hearts, until we are rested enough to take it all on once again.  And He will love us and shower us with grace every moment along the way.

That is why I tell you not to worry about everyday life—
whether you have enough food and drink, or enough clothes to wear.
Isn’t life more than food, and your body more than clothing?  Look at the birds.
They don’t plant or harvest or store food in barns, for your heavenly Father feeds them.
And aren’t you far more valuable to him than they are?
Can all your worries add a single moment to your life?
Matthew 6:25-27
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4 comments:

Southern Gal said...

I can only nod my head in agreement, dear friend. Praying.

Busy Bee Suz said...

You've again shared your heart with the world through your words. Beautiful. I know you, she, the family will get through the hard part of this season.
XOXO

Dayle Allen Shockley @ A Collection of Days said...

Oh, Dawn, I understand completely where you are. The teen years challenge us in ways we never expected. If it helps at all, things will get better.

After reading your beautiful words, I sat and thought awhile about the various difficult seasons of life. Sometimes, they're common ones--tweens, teens, empty nests, end of life issues with aging parents--but other times they are unique and unexpected, such as the one I'm currently dealing with.

In all of these seasons, we are told (in Scripture) not to fret, not to worry, and even though I know how much simpler life is whenever I follow that commandment, it isn't always what I choose to do. We are, after all, human. But, as you say, God is our hope and He can be trusted. That's what keeps us all going when the path becomes hard.

Here's wishing you a blessed and peaceful holiday weekend.

Mindy Whipple said...

In all seasons we walk through He is our constant source of hope and strength as you so beautifully share here. Prayers for both for you.