Ada and I had a date night to go see a Christian concert. It was a lot of fun to be together, worship together and hear some good music. She has a love for music and really enjoys listening and singing along. I think what I loved most and didn’t expect was how overwhelming it is to watch your children worship. What a gift. To see that they experience and enjoy Jesus. It is pretty great! The big kids are quickly approaching the tween age and beginning to feel their own feelings and worship and learn their own way...it’s beautiful. And as terrified as I am at raising them and doing ok at it, experiences like that, seeing their faith and sharing it together, make me remember these are the days. This journey of parenthood only comes once and it’s a beautiful one. And in our meekness, God can build great faith in our children...even the tiniest and youngest of them!
There was so much good and fun had, but there was a big standout moment for me, too. One of the musicians were explaining about how his father had just recently passed away and how great he was to him and he used the phrase "I was able to drink from a well I didn’t have to dig"....WOAH!
Yes. That’s it. That’s what I want for my kids. I want to give them a well. A never ending well to drink from. I don’t want to just throw the tools at them and hope they figure it out, I want to dig with them. Life is hard and ugly and all that, but it’s also beautiful and good and wonderful. I want to dig a well for them. And I’m so blessed to have someone digging right along side me. There’s so much that can happen in life but I have spent and will continue to spend my days, trying to raise good people, who shine light in the dark and who know without a shadow of a doubt, their mom and dad love them and don’t take a single day for granted. I want them to know we pray for them. Every day. Everyday I pray for them. I pray they will alway know where the well is and how to get to it. I’m trying to dig that for them. A well that will never run dry. They are it. I’m so blessed to be able to dig that well for them, however shallow it may be. I pray God will appreciate and honor the effort and will help it supply each and every one of them.
Are you digging your well? Don’t make them dig their own. Let them drink from yours. We were gifted the most amazing gifts and it’s our job to dig. It’s our purpose. By digging it, our children and their children can be nourished and they can do good. And be good. And love well. And that. That is what I hope they drink from me! I, myself, have so little to dig with, but thank goodness, we serve and love a BIG BIG God. And He takes the time to fill the wells we dig, and what an amazing thing. Thank you, Lord for helping me dig, blessing me with a digging partner, and filling that well to overflowing now and in the years to come. Happy digging, my friends. No matter if it’s yours or you’re helping someone else, dig. And never stop! ❤️
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