It seems as if there is a perfect storm brewing. And it also (at least at this point) seems as if I'm incapable of stopping it. This is one of those times I pray that I am wrong. This has been so painful for me to watch as my three daughters fight to hang onto their right to feel the way they want to feel (they haven't yet learned that false perceptions lead to false emotional responses) regardless of the pain their actions are causing each other.
Maybe the best we can hope for is simply surviving the pain that is a product of human volatility that seems to erupt like a volcano when people aren't able to walk in love and extend grace to one another? Maybe this is all there is? I refuse to believe that.
History seems to be littered with stories of humans causing pains to be piled upon pains and the putting to death of the ones standing around trying to help them see that there is a better way. I know it might seem that I have made a huge leap to here from where this blog began with three teenage daughters that seem to be unable to make the move from fighting for what they each want...to understanding that there is a path available that would provided a win win scenario for everyone. But in actuality it isn't that big of a leap at all. If people aren't set free to where they learn to love and live lives of grace and make peace with others they have conflict with....the human volatility that exists deep inside the imprisoned heart soul and mind is capable of creating perfect storms even out of the smallest of things. When will we WAKE UP? I guess until then we'll just have to adjust.
2 comments:
"... they haven't yet learned that false perceptions lead to false emotional responses"
This really jumped out at me. It's a very succinct description of what takes YEARS to learn.
It must be frustrating siting and watching all of this unfold, seeing the mistakes they are making, the damage they are doing.
Kinda like a little mini version of the Father seeing the damage his kids are doing.
And you are as unable to effect any of that change as God is unable to force it. All in its own time, Kentster. You can speak as many words of life to them as you want, but it will still sound like principles and death if they have not been made alive to it. How hard that is to come to terms with :(
But I'm sure this mess, as all other messes, will be used by the great recycling God, as fodder for the change that will come to your daughters, as it's come to you.
In the meantime, it must be SUCH a test in patience!
all very very true Sue
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