BROKEN AND FIXED!!
I was in the store last night and there was a lady and two kids behind me in the LONG line. One was a big kid, one was a toddler. The bigger one had a pack of glow sticks and the baby was screaming for them so the Mom opened the pack and gave him one, which stopped his tears. He walked around with it smiling, but then the bigger boy took it and the baby started screaming again. Just as the Mom was about to fuss at the older child, he bent the glow sticks and handed it back to the baby.
As we walked outside at the same time, the baby noticed that the stick was now glowing and his brother said “I had to break it so you could get the full effect from it.” I almost ran because l could hear God saying to me, “I had to break you to show you why I created you. You had to go through it so you could fulfill your purpose.” That little baby was happy just swinging that “unbroken” glow sticks around in the air because he didn’t understand what it was created to do which was “glow”. There are some people who will be content just “being” but some of us that
God has chosen, we have to be “broken”. We have to get sick. We have to lose our job. We go through a divorce. We have to bury our spouse, parents, best friend, or our child because, in those moments of desperation,
God is breaking us but when the breaking is done, then we will be able to see the reason for which we were created.
SHORTIES: The sacrificial relationship between a man and his children. (Q1.7)
The sacrificial relationship between the Q and his children
After his M, this is a man’s most important relationship on Earth and the place where he should be focusing the right amount of his energy and time.
THE Q’S RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS CHILDREN IS SACRIFICIAL BECAUSE HE WILL GIVE UP EVERYTHING HE HAS FOR THEM
How much money does the Q spend on each of his children? Simple: all the money he has divided by the number of children he is raising.
THE Q’S RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS CHILDREN IS UNIQUE IN A CRITICAL WAY
It is the one connection that can never be severed. He can quit his job and get a new one. He can divorce his wife and remarry. But every child he has remains his child forever regardless of how far he may roam, how distant he may become or how many other children he may have. A man may depart from his children, but he cannot quit them. While he may hide from them physically or emotionally his responsibility for them is eternal, as will be the consequences if commits relationship malpractice in their upbringing. The seeds of discontent sown by the ineffective father will yield generations of damaged fruit.THE IMPACT (FOR GOOD OR BAD) THAT A MAN HAS ON HIS CHILDREN CANNOT BE UNDERESTIMATED
Read More SHORTIES: The sacrificial relationship between a man and his children. (Q1.7)
Fathers, do not provoke your children to anger, but bring them up in the discipline and instruction of the Lord
Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one’s youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them! He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate
Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it.
“The Golden Rule of Parenting is do unto your children as you wish your parents had done unto you!”
— Louise Hart
“I cannot think of any need in childhood as strong as the need for a father’s protection.”
— Sigmund Freud
“At the end of the day, the most overwhelming key to a child’s success is the positive involvement of parents.”
— Jane D. Hull
Alittle girl had been shopping with her Mom in a Supermarket. She must have been 6 years old, her beautiful red-haired, freckle faced image of innocence. It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that rushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout. We all stood there under the awning and just inside the verandah of the Supermarket.
We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day. I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child come pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.
The little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in. “Mom, let’s run through the rain,” she said. “What?” Mom asked. “Let’s run through the rain!” She repeated. “No, honey. We’ll wait until it slows down a bit,” Mom replied. This young child waited about another minute and repeated: “Mom, let’s run through the rain,”
“We’ll get soaked if we do,” Mom said. “No, we won’t, Mom. That’s not what you said this morning,” the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom’s arm. “This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?” “Don’t you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer you said, ‘If God can get us through this, he can get us through anything!”
The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I swear you couldn’t hear anything but the rain. We all stood silently. No one came or left in the next few minutes.
Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say. Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child’s life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will loom into faith.
“Honey, you are absolutely right. Let’s run through the rain. If GOD let’s us get wet, well maybe we just needed washing,” Mom said.
Then off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They held their shopping bags over their heads just in case. They got soaked. But they were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars. And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.
Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions they can take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories…
So, don’t forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories everyday. To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven. A friend sent this to me to remind me of life. Hope you enjoy it.
I hope you still take time to run through the the rain.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.
Take the time to live!!! Keep in touch with your friends, you never know when you’ll need each other-and don’t forget to run in the rain!