I often teach about how our children watch us and how powerful our "lives" are in the training of our children. We speak volumes often not with what we say - but rather how we act and re-act when hidden in our homes. I hope you will see the great lesson in Lois Cheney's poem # 44.
forty-four
The pain of pain is disappointment, for it cannot be taped or healed or cut away. Dull, creeping out of nowhere, it settles and seeps, covering heart, mind and perspective.
The task that loomed as special, glowing with promise and challenge, slips into meaninglessness. The task aimed at, sought for, planned on, arrives; and what glowed is tarnished, and what beckoned seems hollow. And disappointment smothers.
The eyes that loomed as special, glowing with warmth and shared moments, slip into the sea of uncaring eyes. Moments awaited, arrive; and untrue words rattle aimlessly around the room. What seemed real now appears false; what appeared expansive now narrows. And disappointment smothers.
One could become angry and feel cheated in the disappointments that move into hopes, dreams, and daily steps. One could turn hard, cold--except for two questions.
How many times do others watch me in dull disappointment?
How often do the eyes of Christ look on, throbbing in disappointment?
God have mercy on us.
Boy - Lois gets me every time. Remember - your children are watching you. Be the model they need.
Seeking His Wisdom
Debbie
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