Today my dear daughter started back to teaching pre school. She was as organized as much as she could be. We got up, and she got ready to head out the door.
I even managed to keep our dear little man distracted so he did not see his Momma head off to work. It was a quiet transition and I was so pleased. I know it made his Momma a bit relieved that there were no tears or drama at the door.
As we started our morning, my phone rang. It was my daughter… all organized but, wrong set of keys in hand. Plus I had the fob to enter the building where they live. She was outside the apartment building and needed the other set of keys. So, grabbing our little man, I retrieved the correct keys and headed outside.
Jubilation at seeing his Momma is an understatement. After all, it had been 20 minutes since the last time he had seen her. We switched the keys and then she did the unspeakable. She got back in the car and drove off. She left little man and me standing beside the parking lot.
No, this did not go well. Not at all. Little man expressed his displeasure. He cried like there was not going to be any happiness ever again on the face of this earth. My heart broke with him.
We walked back into the apartment, all the time I tried to comfort him. He was not willing to be consoled.
Once inside I looked at him and said, ‘Do you want to read a book?’ The tears dried and off he toddled to pick out a book to share. He has many good books to share.
What I learned is this. Yes, I can be broken-hearted. I can feel like consolation is nowhere to be found. I can cry. It’s alright to do all of this. But, then I can go and read a Book that is wonderful to share. I can open this Book and sit with One who loves me and cares for me in my broken state. My tears will be dried and I will be comforted as I sit in my Creator’s lap reading the words He has spoken.
17 The righteous cry out, and the Lord hears,
And delivers them out of all their troubles.
18 The Lord is near to those who have a broken heart,
And saves such as have a contrite spirit. Psalm 34:17-18 (New Living Translation)
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