Sometimes, we stumble

I just told a friend about how I feel as if Heavenly Father is preparing me for something. There's been enough testy situations to realize that a lesson is to be learned. And whenever I feel like I get it something else pulls the rug right from underneath my feet. The landing is never soft but it does allow for a moment of reflection. Yes I'm a sensitive soul. That means that I have to fight to keep my space pure. Clean from negativity. This is not easy. And I don't always achieve the desired results. But life isn't always easy. Yet it is oh so good.

By remembering the privilege it is to wake up and be allowed to yet again 'give it a shot' we can gain perspective. Somebody yesterday mentioned that kids can throw tantrums as if it's the end of the world because they don't yet have perspective. The same can be said for a young wife and mother in her twenties.

We give children opportunities to grow. Allowing them to make mistakes so they can learn. We are sensitive to their needs to explore and discover. Sometimes we hold their hands as they learn to walk. And other times we watch as they stumble. Not because we don't love them. It is because we love them that we say "go on, you can do it". We know that not every floor can be padded and sometimes the landing will be hard. But sooner or later they learn to walk. And after that they'll be running.

It is comforting to know that I have a Father in Heaven who is telling me "go on, you can do it". Even when I feel like I'm disappointing Him, He is there. Reminding me of second chances. The promise of a new day. The promise of better choices.