Have lately read these two posts on prayer from a friend of my parents' that I respect immensely:
http://elobban.blogspot.com/2010/08/give-us-today-our-daily-bread-part-one.html
http://elobban.blogspot.com/2010/08/prayer-our-father-in-heavengive-us.html
Owen has been keenly aware of my moods lately...his maturing process seems to have led him to notice how others are feeling. I don't think I've just been more moody lately! (No comments from my husband allowed on that one.) His sensors aren't tuned just right yet. Unless I am elated, through-the-roof excited, jumping up and down happy, he accuses me of sadness, anger or a fairly strong negative emotion. But he definitely picks up on what's going on. There are so many sweet moments in our days (like today when we came in the house and I dropped my bag, sighed, and sat on the floor and he came over, took my cheeks in his hands and said, 'How's my cute Mommy today?') but this one today was extra-sweet.
'Mommy, are you sad? Mommy, are you sad that your Daddy died?'
Yes, I am sad my Daddy died! But I am thankful that I'll get to see him someday again in heaven.
'I know Mommy, I can cheer you up! I know how to cheer you up!'
That sounds great, Owen. What are you going to do to cheer me up?
'I'm going to pray wif you Mommy, that will cheer you up.'
Oh, Owen, I would love that.
[Owen sits in my lap. Then silence.]
Owen, would you like to pray?
'No. Mommy can pray.'
So 'we' cheered me up and talked together with God about Grandpa and how hard it was/is to say goodbye. I couldn't be more fortunate than to be reminded to refocus midday by my sweethearted son.
Finally, speaking of prayer, can I ask for your prayers for my mom as she deals with hospitals, insurance companies, and other difficult to work with entities as she has to go through a hassle about large bills surrounding my Dad's care? These bills should not have come to her, but now are, and she has the headache of sorting it all out with no guarantee it can be righted. She seems to be at peace with it, but I can't imagine something a person who's just lost her husband would rather do less. So, just a prayer request for a quick resolution, good outcome, and continued calm for her.
Off to family camp Wednesday! I will be on my knees for some smooth sailing there, too...new territory for all of us in one cold, mousy cabin trying not to wake the world and each other all night :0
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What a sweet boy that is.
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