show of hands ( 7.16 am)

eight years alive D is my youngest.  years past–in kindergarten–i remember when he began to join in on games like UNO as a more-than-on-my-lap player.

as take things on as D is, the act of juggling numbers, colors,  and strategy became too much…leading to cards thrown down in heartfelt frustration.  he would shrug on discouragement like a jacket, determined he could not be a part of the game any longer.

then we we handed him the freedom to show his hand… to let someone walk with him through the  process.

bringing his cards and pressing up against M or i, he learned to let us love him through the game….solutions as  needed, confirmation of a great move made, or sometimes just reassurance of someone on his side.

often in the middle of my frustrated, discouraged desire to throw my cards down…i need to show my hand.

to share what i have been dealt.  to fan out in front of someone what i am struggling to catch and toss:

  • family
  • finances
  • work
  • relationships
  • doors closing and opening

for those solutions, confirmation…reassurance of someone on my side.

“the lord himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.”

(deuteronomy 31:8, NIV)

 

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