I think of times I made stupid decisions. Or mistakes. Sometimes knowing, mostly I think, unwittingly. Growing up is a never ending process, and agonizing at times. A process that is characterized by sometimes getting stuck in the metaphorical mud for what ever reason, or finding ourselves hanging from a precipice, feeling that there is no way we can pull ourselves up. We may even take a deep breath and prepare for free fall.
And yet, all of the sudden, we find that actually we are on solid ground and what we simply need to do is gather strength to stand up and walk, one step at a time. Most likely, there is someone standing over us, with a hand stretched out to pull us up.
My daughter, age four, is sitting at the table drawing. Suddenly out of the corner of my eye I see her body flailing awkwardly and when I move to see if she's alright I find her clinging to the table, setting herself aright on her chair. "Mom!" she says animatedly, "I just saved myself my life!"
This reminds me of two things: First, the forces of the universe are watching out for us. And second, we're stronger and more adept than we realize.
Thanks for the wise words Allysha.
ReplyDeletethanks for the laugh too.
ReplyDeleteThis perspective is so true. "Growing up is a never ending process, and agonizing at times" . . . It reminds me of this scripture I read to some teenagers this week:
ReplyDelete"And that they may grow up in thee, and receive a fulness of the Holy Ghost, and be organized according to thy laws, and be prepared to obtain every needful thing;"
I was excited because they understood that when we stop physically growing, we are still growing to spiritual maturity.