When the silence drags on and on and on and you don't know what's going on. . .on the other side. . .the other side of the horizon, the mind begins to wander from here to there to yonder. And then in slumber, the mind takes on stories you would rather not see. It creates fitful nights. The only blessing in the dark is in the time spent talking with the Lord about these dream stories and the quiet that never seems to end. A mother with circles underneathe the eyes tell of a lost one whose gone down a road she never saw coming and the sadness that never really goes away.
BUT. . .the joy of the Lord does not go away either, Praise God! Amongst the yearning and missing and hurt is a Savior who loves and redeems and restores. . .in His time. And a mother who holds the Righteous Right Hand of her Savior can hold on to the days and go on because she puts her trust in Him. There is no better place for a mother of a prodigal to be than in the palm of His Hand. . .and because the lost one took this Hand at one time, she knows he will not be gone forever. . .for he really is never lost. . .because the Savior has him in His Hand. . .the lost one has maybe just forgotten for a time. He will remember.
And so this tired one goes on to count her blessings, because there really are so many surrounding her, and maybe in the counting, the dream stories will become lighter and the dark circles will fade beneathe the eyes and restoration will be just over the horizon. . .in His time. . .and the mother is ok with that. . .because she trusts, and she is blessed, and she still has joy. . .despite the empty horizon for now. She goes on living and serving with confidence knowing that no matter what, all will be well, because her hope is in the One she serves, Jesus Christ. And this night she will just whisper, Jesus. . .Jesus. . .Jesus. . .and instead of counting sheep, she will count her blessings. . .
1301. . .my Savior's Hand
1302. . .hope
1303. . .good memories
1304. . .His Word in my heart
1305. . .speaking the name of Jesus
1306. . .silliness shared with 2nd born
1307. . .secure love from husband
1308. . .joy no matter what
1309. . .finally a night with no bad dreams
1310. . .concealer for dark circles
1311. . .free therapy in writing
1312. . .total understanding from my Lord
1313. . .enveloped in His love
1314. . .peace
7 comments:
All WILL be well :) You're resting where you know is the only place to rest- firmly in His hands. It takes such strength and faith to leave it there Kristen and the depth of your faith shows in your words- in your list- in your heart.
Oh, this blog comes right on time. This night I could't sleep. I thought of my lost son (18) We got a call because he did not had come back in the psychiatric institution where he lives. He has often lived on the streets and, lying in bed I thought of him. And felt sad.
Your blog is recognizing for me today. I start the day with a tired head (7:44 here) but encouraged by your blog ;-)
Amen! I can relate to you as if It is my heart that you are writing about. You put in words which I couldn't. Bless you Kristin.
You are gifted Kris. Please continue on with your beautiful blog. I am a former Vietnam Era Vet with PTSD from a MST. It has been a rough 40 year road but Christ has had his hand on my shoulder every step of the way. Funny how we just simply realize this one day. You spoeak to s many hearts...keep going. :)
I must resume counting...I am determined to begin TODAY!!
A beautiful, tender post...thanks for sharing and yes...counting blessing instead of sheep...transforms the soul. continued prayers for you and your son...blessings to you my friend~
Thank you to each and every one of you!
Jedidja and Joy~ you are in my prayers!
John! Thank you for the encouragement! So glad you had that day where you simply realized:)
Ro and Denise! Thank you for the prayers. You guys mean so much to me!
BLessings to you all!
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