Beth Moore says, I just don’t understand a God like ours. Isn’t it enough that He pulls a life out a pit? Why would He also go to the long-term trouble to teach that messed up child to walk a healthier path – even when it was two steps forward and one step back? And why would He care enough to rebuild a broken mind, one patient piece at a time?
I’m learning to be less selfish on this healthier path. I’m an only child trying to mesh with a boy who is use to fair-and-square with siblings. I rearrange furniture creatively and based on how I feel. He likes to analyze and measure and plan it all out. I like to change my mind at the last minute. He likes to Stick To The Plan. When I’m frustrated, I like to walk away and just change the subject. Or hide. But he wants to talk. I’ve always had a hard time with that.
The ups and downs are little too frequent and yet I’m hoping that it is at least a continuous uphill struggle. A healthier path. It has taken a few heartaches, harsh words and a lot of tears. But this is all about a new beginning and about two hearts becoming one.
But as I sit on the couch tonight, watching Daniel playing the guitar and singing – I know all is well.