I love my son so much.
The cliche rings true – I’d give anything, do anything for him.
I spend my days considering him, caring for him, providing for him, nurturing him, teaching him. Basically giving him everything I can so that he will know he’s loved and valued and respected and know that life is good.
So days like today, when I go into his room after a nap and he immediately melts into a raging fit becuase I’m not daddy? That’s kind of a kick in teh gut.
Because son, don’t you know how much I love you? How much I give you? How much of my very being is wrapped up in being your parent? Don’t you know I give almost 24/7 of time and energy for you???
It’s tough. Giving so much only to be met with rejection.
And it makes me think of Father God.
How much does he love? Give? Sacrifice? Provide? Teach? Guide? Care? Invest?
Over and over again he gives himself to us.
And yet over and over again he is rejected, or ignored, or simply counted as second priority (or third or fourth or…).
How much of my actions and choices must sadden him? The one who loves me so completely and yet demands nothing in response.
And today I choose to think about him and acknowledge his love for me, of which I’m still learning so much about.
Thanks Levi, for helping me to remember how amazing Jesus is. (And maybe you could htink about being a little nicer toward your mama tomorrow?)
Q for you: We all know how much it hurts to be rejected. Are you wallowing in rejection right now? Or are you choosing to not let it dictate your life or rob you of your joy?
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Adriel also writes (using spell check!) on motherhood and parenting at The Mommyhood Memos.