We’ve all experienced it…
The text, email or instant message that pops up and the moment you start reading your stomach flips, your breathing becomes a little bit shallow and your thinking becomes a bit crazed. Maybe not…but as a mother of two teenagers this phenomenon which we can call CMS (Crazed Mother Syndrome) is becoming a little too common.
We’ve all heard the platitudes…motherhood is hard, motherhood is not for wimps, motherhood: the hardest job you’ll ever have, etc. But frankly, those aren’t cutting it right now…I have never, ever felt as powerless as I do over anything before in my life.
But that’s the lesson isn’t it…I have never had “power”…sure, I’ve had influence, I’ve had hugs, kisses, encouragement, I’ve had a job to do…but what I am really realizing and internalizing is that GOD DOESN’T HAVE GRANDCHILDREN…they have their own walk to walk…their own journey to travel…and their path to discover. It will be painful, there will be missteps, there will be regrets…
Flashback to Friday – I receive an instant message and I’m slipping into CMS…but we must hold it together because we have dentist appointment (more fun)…I head to my jeep (she’s a beauty) and when I open the door there in the seat is a penny (serious pause and smile).
Well…pennies are a big deal to me ever since I read Picking Up Pennies…I always consider them as from God…reminding me to trust in Him only…not my own understanding…
He’s got this, He’s got them, He’s got our family…He’s all we need
It was a wonderful gift from my wonderful Father…full blown CMS averted!