It’s late and I hope this makes sense, but it’s heavy on my heart so I’m sharing these thoughts that ran through my spirit today….Jay
The father who would taste the essence of his fatherhood must turn back from the plane of his experience, take with him the fruits of his journey and begin again beside his child, marching step by step over the same old road. ~Angelo Patri
It’s a deep feeling, one that stays with you, not necessary a pain but it does hurt a bit. The make up of this feeling includes dreams, hopes, plans, and concerns. It tends to keeps me up at times (OK, a lot of times) and distracts me in other ways I can’t really explain.
I ache for my children
My hope for them on their journey with Christ is far greater than I exercise for myself. I see greater potential, giftedness and ability in each one of them…they have been blessed by the Father. This small nation of seven is made up of terrific and good kids, each with a healthy relationship with Christ. Yet, they have struggle at times with their faith and they have failed in some areas of their life because of those struggles.
In each of their struggles and in every success there is a tug on my daddy’s heart. My prayers cover both so that neither failure nor success dominates their heart, only their love for Him. This ache is a passion for them to fulfill the purposes that the Father has for them, to stay the course and remain faithful. I don’t consider this ache a bad thing at all, for it drives me to my knees. Because of those prayers (and God’s faithfulness) I have begun to see the fruit of the Scripture below.
“I have no greater joy than to hear that my children are walking in the truth.” 3 John 1:4
What about you…do you ache for your kids? In what way?