It’s 5:15pm as I rush into my children’s school to pick them up. As they see my face, my older son lights up as he rushes toward me. My youngest glares at me as he stomps to get his backpack. Every day it’s the same.
“I wish you weren’t my mom!” after I asked him to put his dirty plate in the sink.
“I don’t like you!” as I gently tell him it’s bedtime.
“Go away!” as I lean in for a goodnight hug.
Every day, it feels like a struggle to get through our daily routine. I worry about his future. I worry that I’ll never be enough. Or do enough. Or love enough.
Sitting in church this Sunday, the pastor talked about Jesus on the cross looking out at his accusers who were mocking him and dividing up his clothes.
“Father, forgive them for they do not know what they are doing.”
Jesus saw past our behavior and met our need.
I’m sure it hurt him to hear the crowds yell “Crucify him!” And I know it stung when his friends betrayed him. He knew exactly what was going to happen. And he did it anyway. Not because he wanted to, but because WE NEEDED HIM.
Our greatest privilege in this life is to walk in the footsteps of Jesus.
Jesus never promised us rainbows and fairytales. In fact, he said “In this world you WILL have troubles…” but we choose this life because the hope of Jesus Christ outweighs any temporary earthly gain.
As we daily choose to love children from hard places, it’s gonna hurt sometimes. Our kids don’t want to make bad decisions. They didn’t ask to be abandoned, abused, or neglected. It’s our job to look with eyes of compassion to see the NEED behind their behaviors and do our best to meet that need every single day.