They cried to you and were saved; in you they trusted and were not disappointed. Psalm 22:5
It can be a difficult balance to strike as a mother between wanting your kids to have fun playing together while at the same time not getting too rough or wild in the process...(“No rough housing now; no jumping on the bed; no covering your sister in blankets even if she likes it; please be careful! ...Oh, but do have fun, I am glad you’re playing together.”)
Yesterday, Cole and Maya were busy “making a fort” on our bed. They were having so much fun together; I could hear lots of laughter and it made my heart so very happy.
That is until I heard...a BANG followed by the sound of crying. Cole yelled, “Mom, Maya fell off the bed and hit her head and got hurt.” I ran to Maya picked her up, held her and began to pray. Apparently, she had fallen on a pillow and had been quite startled by the fall. She did in fact hit her head on the wood floor, but it didn’t seem to be serious (didn’t even leave a bump.)
I turned to Cole and said, “ She’s O.K., but this is why I don’t like you guys playing on the bed.” Cole immediately broke into tears, saying, “You always do this...I always get in trouble when Maya gets hurt. It’s always my fault!” UUGGH, am I really doing the very thing as a mother that I had set out not to do? Making the older brother his younger sibling’s keeper.
“Cole, I am sorry! I am not saying it is your fault, I am just saying that playing on the bed for someone Maya’s age can be a little dangerous.” He kept crying, which made Maya cry all the more. “Maya please calm down you are going to be just fine and Cole I need you also to calm too down so that we can talk.” Well, that didn’t help at all; as a matter of fact, Cole began to cry harder and louder. “Cole, what is so wrong? Maya is fine and I am not angry with you at all. Why are you getting even more upset? Please come here so I can hold you also”
He came over and while lying in my arms he said, “Mom, its like Obama said about the ACOMONY, it’s bad and its just getting worse. That’s how I feel mom, bad and just getting worse..things are crumbling.”
After I quickly fought back my laughter about his reference to such a heady topic.... (Apparently some little ears were listening to the news channel when my in-laws had it on TV yesterday) I moved on to explain to Cole that, “even and especially when things seem bad, we must go to God to help us with our feelings so we can get better rather than worse. And that even when circumstances do get worse (at home or in the Acomony), God has the ability to help us and protect us in all those things which we have entrusted to Him in prayer!”
In a way I realized, once again, God was actually talking to me...about my kids, about our economy, about all things. About how I am called to go to Him with every fear, every offense, every trouble, every concern...whether these troubles I am facing are ones of my own making or not, I can and must go to Him in prayer, requesting His help. For He is able to keep that which we have entrusted to Him, just as the scriptures teach us. So, whether we are facing a mountain or a mole hill, or a total crumbling of our emotions due to our difficult circumstances, we must go to the One who is able to fulfill all His promises...for He is the God of peace, restoration, and provision.
“Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” Philippians 4:6