My daughter sobbed into my arms again tonight.
She is feeling sadness in ways I am trying hard to teach her to walk through, let go, give over to and walk through with God's real and tangible help. We spent a long time again tonight on this, asking Holy Spirit to come help us. I am conscious of the need to teach her that other people are suffering in much more tangible ways: like not having enough to eat or living in squalor; neverthless her pain is real to her and I would be hard hearted and foolish to ignore it.
But when she experiences hard things here again and again, its hard not to think: have we made a mistake?
An adult shared with me two weeks ago how they moved primary schools due to a parent's job and she was describing the pain her wee spirit felt as she tried to settle. She's 40, so this was 30 years later. It stabbed at me a little when she said it.
Please pray for us if you can - thanks!