I promised someone, somewhere that when I found this, I would post it.
So, today, as I sort through a mountain of paperwork I stop to remember...
TODAY I Didn't..
Today I didn't say the right things.
I didn't give enough hugs.
I didn't listen to all of their imaginary stories.
Today I hurried through what could have been very special
moments, to achieve my binding agenda.
Today my prayers were too short and my lectures too long.
My smiles, I'm sure, didn't hide my fatigue.
Today I didn't heal any wounds; in fact, I'm sure I caused some.
Their tears fell and I felt too lifeless to wipe them away.
Today I felt completely defeated and totally inadequate for this
position called mom.
But as I kneel in prayer to confess my failures, I am reminded:
I am not their hope.
I am not their total joy.
I am not their salvation.
JESUS CHRIST IS!
And they are His children even more than they are mine.
I am reminded: He always listens,
always guides,
always touches,
and always loves perfectly.
I can rest now, Lord, remembering that I am not alone.
(Found in KEEPERS AT HOME Summer 2000)
