Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Today I took Michael to StoryTime at our local library. He has so much fun! They have a play time after the librarian finishes her program. There are so many kids, and Michael just kind of takes it all in. Today, there were several of those large beach balls in the room for the kids to play with. He was interested in those and went up to this one little girl who had her arms wrapped around a big purple and white beach ball. She started to turn away from him, and I said, "No, Michael, it's not your turn to play with that ball." Well, the lip started to quiver and before I could blink, we had waterworks. I picked him up and he just cried and cried. He was so heartbroken, as was I. I was just telling a friend about that, and it occurred to me that we, as God's children, are often in this same situation. It's not our turn yet, for whatever it is our heart desires, and we are so heartbroken. What a comfort to know that He holds us in his arms tightly as we cry and His heart breaks with ours.
Posted by The Meuniers at 9:53 PM