Today is New Friend Friday again at The Girl Creative...and while that is really a fun enough post in itself I have to write about another situation because something happened yesterday that I had to speak about...
Me and Clara were busy enjoying our Orange Chicken & rice (Me the Orange Chicken & Clara the rice ;) ) when a lady at the table next to me said "Enjoy her now...when she gets older she will be a pain in your (insert explicative)."
My thought: Okay um...1) that comment was extremely out of line and 2) completely untrue and 3) Did you seriously just call my preciousss litte squishyyyy pumpkin britches clarabear an A double dollar sign!?!?!.
Anyways..I swear though, I was SO mad! It wasn't a selfish anger (like I've written about before) or anger because something didn't go my way but it was a "Jesus flipping over taxpayer tables in the temple righteous sort of anger that flared up in me!"
No, but seriously, does not Psalm 127:3 say "Childen are a heritage from the Lord...a blessing." And I believe that!! Wholeheartedly. Does raising a child come with challenges? Absolutely. Are there going to be periods when Clara just wants to rebel? I'm sure of it. But never, in any circumstance would I ever describe her in such a horrible way.
It made me so thankful for my mom. Even though my dad went to heaven when I was little, and even though she raised me and my sister as a single mom for 14 years, I never, ever, ever heard her say anything but how thankful she was for us. Even in our most rebellious seasons. Even when I continually broke my curfew and dated people she did not think were good for me to date. Even when I continually put myself in dangerous situations that even now I cannot believe I did. She would love me..and I am so thankful for her example of unconditional love. When by worldly standards...I was acting unlovable. I remember the day she stood in my room with tears running down her face and said..."Amber I love you so much but I just don't know what to do anymore.I'm going to give you the space you need and when you are ready to receive my love I am right here."
It still breaks my heart when I think about her in that moment... so broken by my poor choices.
But she believed and took God at his word; Chidren are meant to be a blessing. So where did we go wrong?Why are people describing their blessings in such a way as the woman yesterday? Why are people aborting their blessings? Why are these blessings being abused and neglected each and every day? Why are our foster children facilities overflowing with these blessings?
I don't know the answer to this question. I wish I did. All I know is this: No matter what happens over the course of Clara's childhood and no matter how many tears I cry over her decisions I will always remember she was a gift. A gift from above; my precious blessing and I will never ever ever let her feel as though she is anything but that.
I love you sweetheart. I am so thankful for you and the ways you have blessed me and your daddy's life.