This is the perfect picture of the twenty-first century "live in the moment," face..........................Sixteen Candles................Where is the Joy?...........We are struggling to fight the good fight of faith because we have lost our Joy in a generation that wants it their way and wants it fast..............Having Joy gives us strength......I keep telling myself to breath.....the Nana has driven up for this mile stone......the love child the one I birthed from the passion.....oh where did I go wrong? I start out so good with the devotion thing....then its the pushing....of the words.......the ones where the voices elevate and the tears stream like rivers running wild......the eyes become blood shot...........from the fuming flames of fire......the rage........How can I tell this woman-child about God when I can't even purge....purge the untamed wildness that comes forth and pushes its way out; while I am screaming no.......give me more of the easy........
We are merely pushing......pushing forward in this race we call "Life".............rushing......rushing to grow up and grab a hand full of "LIFE," that leads to emptiness...........I hang my head down low and sink.........but I am the parent and she the child.....why do I buy into the game......the game I never really wanted to play.......it is a choice....freewill we are taught....is it my choice to see and watch the joyless teen....one who says, "I hate my life."
Happiness is circumstantial........but "JOY," cometh from the Lord................These women-children have turned the corner but do they get it? Do we truly get it? Or is it a lesson that a wise old man taught us:Sadhu Sundar Singh, an 20th Century Indian missionary, wrote:
"A silkworm was struggling out of the cocoon and an ignorant man saw it battling as if in pain, so he went and helped it to get free, but very soon after it fluttered and DIED. The other silkworms that struggled out without help suffered, but they came out into full life and beauty, with wings made strong for flight by their battle for fresh existence."
Life can be a struggle. But maybe it is God who sometimes allows the struggle with suffering because He knows we will come out full......full of life and beauty......strong and ready..........ready for the battle that is ahead................
It is hard to watch your own struggle for their place in this world....sometimes the best lesson is the one learned.
all of grace,
Robbie
