Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Watching her sleep
Becoming a parent is the quickest way to feel like an adult...and a helpless child.
Sometimes I think I will burst from all the love and heartbreak of it all. She takes my hand and I pray that she'll see strength instead of uncertainty. I hope that she'll trust the decisions we make are the best for her, even when they hurt. I wonder if we'll have the faith to hold it all together even when the road is rough.
But for now, I watch her sleep and remember the grace of her finding comfort in my arms from the beginning, understanding that she sensed something in me that I am not always able to trust in myself. She recognized me as her mama before I could fully embrace that. And so I must lean on her faith and trust in God who holds us both as we sleep.