Skip to main content

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.

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

    (((hugs))))

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

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    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!!

      Delete
  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.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    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!!

      Delete

Post a Comment

Your Sweet Comments Are Loved~

Popular posts from this blog

I Don't Know Her Name........

 Over the weekend, I was blessed to travel with an amazing group of people to my home away from home, Cleveland Texas.  It is there supplies were brought and large cooking pots were fired up to cook and serve the community members after hurricane Harvey marked this town with his damaging winds and flooding rain. Serving and caring for those who have suffered a great loss tends to pull on the strings of my heart, however this precious lady not only pulled on my heart strings, her meek and humbleness has lodged a place in the depth of my soul. 

I had watched her walk through the church parking lot, shoulders slumped, her foot steps appearing to be in slow motion with her eyes scanning for someone to talk to. There was softness about her; a presence of need.  She asked if she had to register to gather the supplies she needed. After explaining to her she did not need to register and was welcome to take anything she needed, she humbly began to take a few items, she did not want to take …

Fresh Bread

Photo Credit: Clem Onojeghuo
Give us this day our daily bread.......  The smell of fresh baked bread never fails to have my mouth watering and my nose on high alert, not to mention the warm savory taste each bite brings with melted butter dripping over and drizzling down my finger tips. To say I love fresh bread is an understatement at the very least. Bread that gives me nourishment is not to be wasted, and neither is the spiritual bread my daddy God has for me.

The last week or so, when my alarm starts ringing and before my eyes are open, I ask the Lord to give my daily bread. A fresh word, a warm aroma, and a sweet taste of his bread (word) to begin my day. Now I must be honest and say I am far from a morning person. I am not the "jump out of bed, feet hit the floor running, birds chirping" kinda girl. I am a " hit the snooze button 5 more times, slowly sit up , and pry my eyes open with a crow bar" kinda girl.  And thankfully my daddy God knows this, after all …

When God Says Go, Will You Go?

Photo Credit: Greg Raines
Remembering the story of Jonah , God instructs him to go to the city of Nineveh and preach against it because of all the wickedness there. However Jonah fled from the Lord and ran in the opposite direction. After being thrown into the sea and swallowed by a giant fish for three days, Jonah cries out to the Lord and is then spat up from the belly of the fish to go and do as he was instructed.

Jonah 1:1-3
The word of the Lord came to Jonah the son of Amittai saying, : Arise, go to Nineveh the great city and cry against it, for their wickedness has come up before Me." But Jonah rose to flee to Tarshish from the presence of the Lord. So he went down to Joppa, found a ship which was going to Tarnish, paid the fare and went down into it to with them to Tarshish from the presence of the Lord.

I still have a time wrapping my head around the fact Jonah was in the belly of a fish for three days. I can not fathom the intense grossness of it all. Can you? Had he gon…