Dear Child of Mine,

You must know that every time you hurt, I ache because I couldn’t prevent it. Each time you cry, I shed a tear of my own because I could not stop whatever that mean old thing was that caused you misery. When you’re scared, I fear my own overwhelming desire to destroy the thing that has had the audacity to cause you to be anxious. And the worst dilemma of all: Knowing that I may have triggered any of these difficult emotions.

I would never willingly give you back, and yet when you’re consumed with grief I wonder if it was a cruel thing that I played a part in bringing you here. Therefore, with His enabling grace, I do the only reasonable thing there is to do: I remember the sovereignty of my God and I lean into Christ Jesus, as He is the only hope of a concerned and thoughtful mother, and ultimately He is the only hope of every mother’s child.

I love you for always.

Copyright 2019. L.L. Shelton.