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Turning Pages~


Turning a page in a book can be exciting.......
The words written leave you wanting more of the story......
You hang on to every word and then......

You turn the page.

 Over the last 23 years, my pages have all been written as the story of a mom .....
 My words describe my girls....
All their accomplishments.....
Their steps into new seasons of life......
Their lessons learned.....
Tears cried.....
Smiles of joy.....

My title, "Mom"........... plain and simple.

I have found myself starring at this page I am to turn.....
My last child is getting ready to leave the nest.
And when I say leave the nest, I mean her bags are already packed, her decisions are made and there is no turning back..... ( in her mind anyways)

Eighteen-itis has set it and set in hard.....

I am having a hard time enjoying her last few weeks of high school.....
I do not want to turn this page.....
I see my baby throwing herself into the world without thinking her choices out....

I fear when I turn the page I may have my own "prodigal son".........
( Luke 15:11-32)

I do not want to see her walking a road of hard lessons.....
The same road I once took....
The pain and rejection......
The financial hardships.

I can not make time stand still and atlas I can not (not) turn the page.........

Honesty makes me admit that when I turn this page I too, will begin a new season......
I will still be "mom" but in a different capacity.
Mix that with my other emotions and one could say I am one hot mess.......
Emotionally that is...........

I want my girls to grow and prosper in life....
I want them to succeed and excel......
I want them to have everything our daddy God has for them......
But I know I can't always protect them the way I have as small children.

The hardest is when I can't protect them for themselves.......

So how do I deal with my "momma" fears?
God's word tell us

2 Timothy 1:7

For God hath not given us the spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.


Proverbs 22:6

Train up a child in the way he should go,
And when he is old he will not depart from it.


2 Corinthians 12:9

But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness. Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.

I will continue to "stand" in the gap for my children......
I will continue to "stand" on God's word.....
I will continue to "stand" in faith......

I may or may not have a "prodigal" on my hands.....
Time will tell.
I will turn the page,knowing and believing that my daddy God holds us all in the palm of his hand and HE is in control!

Turning Pages......

I STAND~

xoxoxo
Stacey

Proverbs 11:21

21 Though hand join in hand, the wicked shall not be unpunished: but the seed of the righteous shall be delivered



Comments

  1. I am crying, because I desperately needed this today. Thank you so much, sweet girl.

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  2. You are so welcome sugar!! It's been a rough few weeks BUT our daddy God prevails!!!! My prayers for you!!!

    (((hugs))))

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  3. Found you through Prowess and Pearls link up.. Loved this post.. I'll be back :)

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    1. Hi Ren! Thank you for stopping by. I am glad you found me :)
      Thank you for your sweet words and look to see you again!!

      Blessings to you!!

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  4. I'm not a mom but I have a sister that has had to walk through the seasons of letting go. Although the book may look a little different, there are still beautiful stories to unfold in this part of the story.

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    1. Hi Wanda :)
      Thank you for your sweet encouraging words and yes it the midst of all the letting go, there are still beautiful stories to unfold!!

      Blessings to you!!

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