Grace and pain

Grace, grace, God's grace.... Grace that is greater than all our sins.

I need more grace these days.
I thought I had figured this one out. Given it to God. Found lots of grace. But it turns out, messing with my kiddo brings out the nasty in me.

I want to throw myself on my baby. Cover him and protect him from the hurts of this world. But I can't.

I can stand by and watch his heart break. I can watch him hurt. I can sit with him, wipe away his tears and listen to his sobs.

The world is broken. It's not fair. It causes us pain. It takes more than it gives.

As I watch him hurt, I teach. I teach him that his refuge is whole and real and good and love. That He wants us to surrender our pain and doubts to Him. That He takes it and makes it good. So good. If we'll let Him.

I pray he lets Him.