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Through The Eyes Of A Misty Eyed Mom
This week we have a special guest post written by Sindy Brown, my mom. I hope you’ll be blessed by this post.
If it’s happened once, it’s happened a hundred times. This past Sunday morning, it happened again. Our faithful chauffeur, my husband and my daughter’s dad, drops us off at the door of our church. I hold my arm out for Abbey to take hold of with one hand, while she struggles to fight through the eye spasms so that she can see where she is going. Once inside the door, I let go, and she shuffles down the hall to her Bible Study class. For a moment I watch as she goes. That’s when “it” happens. A flood of emotions wash over me and my eyes are misty. My heart is pained as I witness her struggle to walk, …to see, …to breathe. In a flash I recall the groans of frustration as she wrestled to get dressed that morning. I relive instantly the immense difficulty she went through just to take her medication and then to try to swallow a simple sip of water afterwards. I am jolted back to the present when a happy-go-lucky child suddenly appears around the corner and she avoids a near collision and continues on her way. It’s at this time that I usually swallow hard, put on a smile and continue on my way, at times saying a quick prayer for protection and help and then releasing the emotions and thoughts that have been all too familiar for the past 20+ years.
Today, though, …today was different. Today, right in the middle of my Bible Study class, God reminded me of a principle that I have clung to for more than 20+ years. As our teacher read Philippians 4:6&7, I immediately recalled a devotion I once gave on these exact verses. I recited the verse silently, “Be careful for nothing but in EVERYTHING by prayer and supplication let your request be made known unto God.” Wait…I left something out…WITH THANKSGIVING.
Gently the Lord spoke to me, “Sindy, next time when you watch your daughter limp down the hallway with struggle can you try to see that while it is a hardship for her….she IS walking, independently. Although almost every aspect of her life, physically, can be brutally exhausting, she perseveres daily and walks with the Lord.
While on this earth, as long as I’m living, my heart will ache when I see my children suffer. What a Gracious God I have that will not only comfort that ache but gently remind me of the Thanksgiving that He is worthy of in the midst of that ache and grief.