Willing…
Why is she not willing to do the same things for me as she
does for her teacher at school? Why am I not willing to give up on the idea
that I am somehow becoming less in her mind, since we spend so little awake
time together?
I know that the job I have now is the job I am supposed to
have – God couldn’t have planned it better (according to me, which, I know, is
not at all the yardstick He uses when he plans things!). It came at the right
time, it allows me to use my talents for the furthering of His work and it
provided a second income that was needed in order to move our family where we
needed to go.
But I am having such a hard time wrestling my will against
hers – our stubbornness is cut from the same cloth and that cloth seems to be
tying me down right now, making me unwilling to see that no matter what she
does or doesn’t “do” for me, I should just stop. I should be more willing to
see her as He sees me – a child who needs grace, undeserved as it may be.
Stop.
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