Brokeness

Today brings with it another day of bitter cold. School was cancelled again. It is cold, -17 for Daddy as he walked into work. Sam got home safely last night from camp; but not without a battle with me. Sometimes it is very difficult. My kids have a way of kicking me hard. Sometimes it is by words, sometimes by actions, and sometimes when they are hurting so badly that I can't reach them. I think that is when it is hardest on me. There are many things that I don't understand in life. I don't understand why my son has been treated the way he has this past summer. He is an amazing young man. I don't say that because he is my son. I am brutally honest about my kids. Sam is truly a catch; one of those rare finds in life. Unfortunately, the young ladies that he has given his heart to are not yet mature enough to realize what they have. And in this particular case, a father and mother who boldly profess that they have given their ALL to Christ, have treated my son in the most unchristian like manner that I have ever witnessed. It has taken every bit of energy I have to refrain myself from calling them and talking with them. As a result of their behavior, my son has gone through a spiral of emotions,doubts, and pain. I want to grab them and tear into them. I want them to realize what they have done "in the name of Christ". Oh how I want to let them know. Mama bear has awoke and it she is very, very angry. But the rational side of me reminds me that they are human and that that one day they will stand before the Lord and will be held accountable for their actions toward him. He is not perfect, I am very aware. But what they have done to him is unjustified. And little do they know the result of their stupidity. If they only realized... or even taken the time to see, they would see that what they lost was more far more then my respect... they lost a diamond. They lost a precious gift. And not only did they lose it for themselves, they CHOSE... no... they FORCED.... to let their daughter lose it. In the meantime, I am sinning in my anger; sinning in my hatred and my thoughts. I have become nothing more then what I am accusing them of. For that, I am deeply sorry. I want to change. I want to forgive and love despite what happens to my child. I want to be like Christ; not like this. So pray for me; pray for my son. There isn't much to do when it is so cold. We spend a lot of time in front of the TV or in front of an ipad or electronic of some kind. It is sad. We need to do something more then allow our minds to be mush. Today, I think I will try to find something creative for us to do. I will let you know if I am successful.