Part 5 of Unmasking Me..."Helpless NOT Hopeless"
15 years ago was the first time I realized how little control I had. I had no defense. I was stripped of any notion that I could be his savior.
I could not, and I should not!
This was when the image of Mary being a bystander in Jesus' life jarred me to the reality that I to, would ultimately be a bystander in my children's life. Helpless was the word but the imagery of Mary reminded me that it was not Hopeless.
I remember exactly where I was standing. In the driveway of our home, tears flowing, anger burning from within, my emotions in all of their glory had to be hidden from the other kids. There was no way they would understand why Mommy was so sad.
As if we had not already been through enough, we had been “home” less than 5 months. Two years of moving, renovating, putting the pieces of our lives back together from a storm that had ripped them to shreds, and here we are. This time our hearts are being torn apart.
On more than one occasion, I have felt a crippling loneliness in our circumstances and God has provided stories in his word of Mother after Mother who I could find similarities with that would point me from helpless back to the hope I would find in Him.
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