That's the uh, One Blessed Lady definition right there. Forget Webster's dictionary. Y'all have mine. You're so lucky.
When I'm teaching my children or disciplining them in some way (I loathe to admit they ever need disciplining, for you see, I am the perfect mother you're always hearing about. ahem.), I look into their eyes to see if they grasp what I am teaching them.
It's so much more than understanding or acknowledging. Do they accept it? Will they hold onto that with all of their strength and might and perseverance?
I don't. Okay, I don't always.
Sometimes, I feel like that five-year-old looking up at her Father trying to figure out what this all means... what is expected of me... what do I do with this knowledge?
But I try. I try so hard to hold on so tightly, to grasp what I don't understand, to trust.
I grasp His hand, sometimes more as a reflex than as a deliberate choice. But I don't let go. I can't. I couldn't. Where else would I go?
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We said today in Bible study: no one knows us more, and despite that, no one loves us more...than Him. WHY would we go to anyone else?! Grasping his hand with you.
ReplyDeleteThank goodness for the fact that He knows me and loves me in spite of it all! Why, indeed? Hold on tight, Tammy!
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Well if you need any perfect mothering tips, I have the market cornered.... Okay, so no, not really at all but I do know what you mean about trying to grasp it and hold it and take it all in and sometimes I see my children do the exact opposite of what I have so fervently taught them and I shake my head and get a glimpse of God's patience and undying love for me, and really, who else would still be willing to hold my hand through it all. Thanks for sharing your 5 minutes, and it was fun meeting you at the twitter party tonight.
ReplyDeleteAlia, good to know! I'll come to you with ALL my ?????s, and believe me, there are a lot! Yes, to the head shaking and glimpsing of His patience. I'm so glad He's God and I'm not. He's waaaayyyy nicer than I am. It was great meeting you too! Love that twitter party!
DeleteHad a rough day as a mama today... good reminder to grasp His hand... even as my little ones are pushing mine away.
ReplyDeleteOh, so sorry. Those days are enough to take the wind out of anyone's sails. We want so much for them to grasp our hands, our words, our advice. It hurts to be pushed away when you love them so much. Keep grasping, AJ!
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Amen, amen.
ReplyDeleteAMEN, sista!
Delete" grasp His hand, sometimes more as a reflex than as a deliberate choice"
ReplyDeleteI hope that my mothering is that, sometimes deliberate and sometimes w/o thinking, because he is the only place to go.
I think it would be lovely to not have to think about it, but I'm always grateful when I actually do make the choice rather than go down a whole other road entirely.
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These words, "I grasp His hand, sometimes more as a reflex than as a deliberate choice" are bringing a tear to my eye this morning. Such a visual to how I live -- I want to be more deliberate -- oh yeah!!! But so thankful He's the perfect parent and either way He's glad to hold my hand. Just beautiful girl -- blessings from 5MF!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Alene! I'm definitely working on being more deliberate, but some areas of my life, I have to let go of and grasp His hand as a reflex.
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Hi! Stopping by from 5-Minute Friday - greatly enjoyed your post! Yes...I too wonder if my children GRASP the learning process. Blessings to you!
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DeleteThanks! Sometimes I can see that light in their eyes when they really grasp it, but other times, it's as if I can actually see it going right over their heads.
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Love, love, love! What a great thought: "It's so much more than understanding or acknowledging. Do they accept it? Will they hold onto that with all of their strength and might and perseverance?" You're dead on! May I continue to keep this in mind.
ReplyDeleteThanks for a wonderful post!
I know I have to keep thinking on this! I'm preaching to myself here! Ha, ha!
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Thanks for the reminder to "grasp" His hand. It's the safest place to be, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteExactly! I really wouldn't ever want to be anywhere else.
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Who needs Webster? I LOVE your definition of "grasp"! Lovely post, I really enjoyed reading it!
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Heather
Thank you, Heather! I guess I need to make up definitions more often! ;)
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Love that thought of grasping for his hand. I need to keep that image with me. Have a great weekend.
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I love your honest, open heart...there is so much hope in grasping His hand isn't there? Blessings on your weekend!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Katharine. So much hope, and sometimes, well, sometimes I forget all about it, much to my shame. But then, when I remember that hope, it's like opening a Christmas gift!
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Where else would I go? My thoughts exactly.
ReplyDeleteThere are no other options, yes?
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