yesterday I did some nanny work. a sweet little 3 year old girl. little blond hair, blue eyed energy girl. have I yet shared how much respect I have for parents and caregivers of children? it is not for the faint hearted. incredible patience. mercy. grace. humor! love. these things are just some of the tools needed to succeed in caring for a child. another biggee is...taking nothing, absolutely nothing personal. if they tantrum, stay calm, it is not about you. if they sniffle and wimper, remember, they are just a little person walking as best they can into the life given them. nothing like us, right? I never tantrum. I never complain.
parenting, caring for children is THE opportunity to recognize God's mercy towards us. He never tires of my complaints. He has compassion beyond my comprehension. It is so good to be the kid...not God.
I went to a conference last weekend called, "Touched by God". God did touch me...He gently stoked my hair and spoke to me that He has not forgotten a certain promise He gave me so long ago. Not only that, but He has more then I can fathom. Greater and more glorious then I could dream. My little heart yearns to see it, to live my dream. But it seems that right now my greatest "assignment" is to rest. Rest rest rest. heal. rest. I am in hospital mending. that means that someday I will be released...set on my feet, to do what I have been made to do.
truth.
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